A Year's A Long Time, But It

When You Say Something Or Sing Something Enough Times, It Becomes A Self-fulfilling Prophecy. It's Almost Like Casting Spells. I Don't Mean Necessarily In The Flighty, 'i'm Going To Go Buy A Cloak With A Hood Now' Way.

I'm A Nostalgic Person And I Really Like Rehashing And Digging Around The Mental Trunks.

I Think That's More A Reflection Of The Fact I've Never Been A Student Of Any Particular School Of Writing, Or Even Listening.

With Music, I Wasn't Curious Anymore. There Was No Dialogue. By The Time I Stopped, I Knew It Wasn't Going To Be Gone Forever, But It Just Wasn't The Right Time For Me To Care About That.

If You Calculate Every Single Thing You Could Possibly Need In Your Life, You Would Need No More Than 200 People To Keep All That Afloat: A Doctor, Food, Wine, Cheese-eating Friends, The Person Who Makes Paper, The Shoemaker.