The Greatest Sin Is Carelessness.

I Think There's Mind In Nature. There's A Power In Nature, And There's A Universal Power That You'd Better Not Ignore.

Music Is A Work In Progress. On A Record, It Gets Frozen In Time. And It's Oddly Unnatural.

When You Sing The Same Song Over And Over And Over Again, It Stops Meaning What It Originally Meant To You. It Starts Sounding Like White Noise, Or My Washing Machine.

The Relentless Touring And Endless Repetition Of The Same Songs Over And Over Again Promoted A Creeping Awareness That My Music Had Begun To Sound Like My Washing Machine.

I Think It Was A Modest Thing I Did (fahrenheit 9/11) ... This Is An Election Year ... I'm Not Telling Them How To Vote. I'm Saying Get Information About The Issues ... At First There's Just Silence, Then There's 'yeah!' And Then There's 'boo' ... I Have Never Seen A Reaction Like This, In All My Years Of Touring ... Clear Channel Can't Threaten To Not Play My Records Because They Are Not Going To Play Them Anyway.