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Oh yeah, I mean, it wasn’t a very good guitar, most good guitars have got thrust rods in the necks that you can adjust or that’ll keep them in shape, you know keep them straight. This one just, well it turned into a bow and arrow after a couple of months.

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I think I deliberately sold out a couple of times. I picked the songs that I thought would do well in the marketplace, even though I didn’t really love the song.

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Sometimes they were together so often that it felt as though they really were a couple; sometimes weeks and months would go by before they saw each other. But even as alcoholics are drawn to the state liquor store after a stint on the wagon, they always came back to each other.

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When I’m writing a book, generally I start with the mood and setting, along with a couple of specific imagesĀ—things that have come into my head, totally abstracted from any narrative, that I’ve fixated on. After that, I construct a world, or an area, into which that general setting, that atmosphere, and the specific images I’ve focused on can fit.

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"On Script" is one of my favorite songs I’ve ever written. I’d just been jamming on it one day, and again I was struggling with lyrics. I’m still figuring out what it’s about. I’ve seen a couple of reviews that are like, "It’s about the monotony of playing the same songs every night," because I say, "On script every night/Like a well-rehearsed stage show." It’s not about that at all, but I find that funny, how people project what they think about me, or songwriters in general.

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I am almost a real girl the entire drive home. I went to a diner. I drank hot chocolate and ate french fries. Talked to a guy for a while. Laughed a couple of times. A little like ice-skating for the first time, wobbly, but I did it.

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You hurt her by starving yourself, you hurt her with your lies, and by fighting everybody who tries to help you. Emma can only sleep a couple of hours a night now. She’s haunted by nightmares of monsters that eat our whole family. They eat us slowly, she says, so we can feel their sharp teeth.

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They’re on their way to the foreign-language wing. That’s no surprise. The foreign kids are always here, like they need to breathe air scented with their native language a couple times a day or they’ll choke to death on too much American.

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When you’re a creative person and you create art with other people, whether you’re married to them or not, you’re going to run into creative conflicts. If you’re a couple, certain inhibitions and barriers are gone. I have those barriers with other people, but I don’t have them with my wife.

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I come in as an actor, having read through the script a few times, made a couple of character-choices, thinking I’m going to be working on it during rehearsals. It’s very different. It takes a while we’re always like dogs sniffing each other’s asses.

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It’s a really interesting and diverse business. You’re a farmer first, then a winemaker, then you’re onto marketing and distribution. So it’s multi-faceted and really engaging. I’ve learned more in the last couple years than in the ten prior to that, so it’s been pretty interesting.

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Sometimes you make a record that is what you want to hear. I’ve made a couple of those, idealized creations of what I wanted to hear. Then there are records that are what you feel.

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If your ex is making things up about you, he’s obviously miserable. It’s just like, ‘Wow, this person really cares to go out of their way to start a rumor about me.’ I’ve dealt with it so much, obviously. The first couple of times, it really sucks. But then [they] just come out with something else. If you dwell on it, it’s going to make you miserable. Just move on and laugh it off.

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I’m sorry, those pictures from the Abu Ghraib. At first, they, like infuriated me, I was sad. Then like, a couple days later, after they cut the guy’s head off, they didn’t seem like much. And now, I like to trade them with my friends.

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I’ve grown fonder for Hillary Clinton since she ran for the presidency. I think that it’s emblematic of the Rolling Stones song, you can’t always get what you want, i.e., the grail. Sometimes you get what you need. And whatever she’s gotten over the last couple of years, being humbled or be it being humbled and see the proletariat come to bat for her, getting outside of the bubble, getting out of this man’s shadow, not quite getting the job she wants but a great wonk job.

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After 7 years of marriage, I am sure of 2 things: First, never wallpaper together and second, you’ll need 2 bathrooms . . . both for her. The rest is a mystery, but a mystery I love to be involved in.

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Again there are so many records which contain fond memories and music and songs of which I have to say I am quite proud. There are a couple of tracks which in retrospect on which I now wish I had pushed the red button, however I’m sure this is true of any artist career that has spanned the number of years that mine has. I do not believe however that I have ever made a bad record and I have certainly never made a record to which I didn’t give my complete commitment.

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From the very beginning of my life, people have always enjoyed it when I was around for a couple of days at a time. So, I think, most people in touring bands are best in small doses. That’s why we turn up in a town, play and then we leave before anyone can get sick of us.

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We stock up on popcorn and candy like we’re crossing the Sierras, don’t we? I’ll have a couple of soft pretzels, a hot dog, Milk Duds, Snocaps. Is that the largest popcorn you’ve got there, that bucket? You don’t have a barrel or anything like that? Do you have a donkey or a pack mule or anything? – Oh, and a Diet Coke.

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Colored, Negro, Afro-American, African American. … Every couple of years someone came up with something that got us an inch closer to the truth. Bit by bit we crept along. As if that thing we believed to be approaching actually existed.

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I like movies. I’ve written screenplays as a sort of procrastination thing for me. Like I’ll work for a couple months on this idea that’s been kicking around and then like 30 pages in I’ll just go try a novel because it’s a lot easier. That’s what I know. So why am I killing myself?

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I like movies. I’ve written screenplays as a sort of procrastination thing for me. Like I’ll work for a couple months on this idea that’s been kicking around and then like 30 pages in I’ll just go try a novel because it’s a lot easier. That’s what I know. So why am I killing myself?

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Colored, Negro, Afro-American, African American. … Every couple of years someone came up with something that got us an inch closer to the truth. Bit by bit we crept along. As if that thing we believed to be approaching actually existed.

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I saw ‘Brokeback Mountain’ in a packed house in Chelsea, New York, when I was filming a Bollywood film there. Chelsea, being a predominately gay neighbourhood, had the most euphoric reaction. I saw couples holding hands and crying at the end. It was the most heartening viewing I have ever been to.