And when the day arrives I'll become the sky and I'll become the sea and the sea will come to kiss me for I am going home. Nothing can stop me now.

Apparently, the image of our president is as offensive to MTV as it is to me.

I do actually believe in love. I can't say that I'm 100 percent successful in that department, but I think it's one of the few worthwhile human experiences. It's cooler than anything I can think of right now.

I feel uncomfortable because I'm insecure about who I am.

I think there's something strangely musical about noise.

I was up above it. Now, I'm down in it.

I've become impossible, holding on to when everything seemed to matter more.

In my nothing, you were everything, to me.

Just because technology exists where you can duplicate something, that doesn't give you the right to do it. There's nothing wrong with giving some tracks away or bits of stuff that's fine. But it's not everybody's right. Once I record something, it's not public domain to give it away freely.

One step closer to the end of the world. The one-two combo of corporate greed and organised religion apparently proved to be too much for reason, sanity and compassion.

Sometimes we pee on each other before we go on stage.

This isn't meant to last. This is for right now.

Though I still have no semblance of a life outside of Nine Inch Nails at the moment, I realize my goals have gone from getting a record deal or selling another record to being a better person, more well-rounded, . . . having friends, having a relationship with somebody.