The Further I Get From The Things

But Everyone I Know Reaches A Point Where They Throw Out Their Arms And Go Beserk For A While; Otherwise You Never Know What Your Limits Are. I Was Just Trying To Find Mine.

Every Animal Would Rather Die Themselves Than Lose Their Offspring. But It's Just Genes, Isn't It? All Of Our Existence Is Spent Worrying About The Next Generation, But We Don't Actually Seem To Get Anywhere.

I'm In The Strange Position Of The World Drifting Away From Me, But You Know What? I'm Actually Quite Content With That. It Doesn't Bother Me In The Slightest. I Don't Feel Like, 'oh God, I'm Being Left Behind.'

Irony Is The Recourse Of The Weak-minded Wimp, I Think. I Hate Bands That Deliver Their Songs With Knowing Smiles On Their Faces, So That If Those Songs Fall Flat They Can Say 'ah Well, We Never Really Meant It Anyway.' It's So Dishonest.

My Whole Life I've Played Music For My Own Personal Enjoyment And The Idea Of It Becoming A Machine Or A Business Is Just Horrible.