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I just really allowed my muse to be my guide and I just go with whatever I'm feeling.

Every album, I'm worried that I'm a dork and a fraud - 'What if I can't sing anymore?' Then I stop thinking and start playing guitar, and I realize that it's okay to suck, and move forward.

I just think that for a lot of people - not to take the focus off of myself - that feeling of imminent dread, like a cloak of black dust, was always around me.

You should treat a muse like a fairy.

My music confuses people because they think I will sound a certain way because I look a certain way with the dreads.

I'm not in control of my muse. My muse does all the work.

You still get these waves of doubt that come over you, for example, when you get a bad review or you accept a part and think, 'Oh, God, what have I just accepted? I can't do that.' I don't think that's something that will ever go away in me.

I put out one album one week, and I'm already worried about the next one. I feel a lot of emotion throughout the course of a day. But not to the point where you need to be worried about me.

I just refuse to worry or get upset or be fearful. It doesn't do one particle of good.

I've always got such high expectations for myself. I'm aware of them, but I can't relax them.