My dad dragged me to a Bruce Springsteen concert as a kid. It was my first concert but I fell asleep in the middle. My second concert was Weezer on the 'Pinkerton' tour and 'Pinkerton' is the reason why I'm doing this.

I learned never to empty the well of my writing but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.

The splendid discontent of God With chaos made the world. And from the discontent of man The worlds best progress springs.

Great effort springs naturally from great attitude.

Inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that is where I renew my springs that never dry up.