Who knows their own story? It certainly makes no sense when you’re in the middle of it — Nick Cave Copy Share Image
All of our days are numbered. We cannot afford to be idle. To act on a bad idea is better than to… — Nick Cave Copy Share Image
“And I know why our friendship must be kept a secret. Or they will kill You like they killed You in the Bible. And… — Nick Cave Copy Share
I want to write songs that are so sad, the kind of sad where you take someone's little finger and break it in three… — Nick Cave Copy Share
“Through these days Bunny made increasingly frequent and protracted visits to the bathroom, beating off with a single-minded savagery intense even by Bunny's standards.… — Nick Cave Copy Share
That's what we [outsiders] feel America is really about - the kind of crazed ravings of the Christian right - when it's probably something… — Nick Cave Copy Share
“My relationship with my muse is a delicate one at the best of times and I feel that it is my duty to protect… — Nick Cave Copy Share
I'm kind of old-school and love nothing more than sitting, opening a book, and reading it. But I also love listening to audio books. — Nick Cave Copy Share
Early on I realized when you write a song about someone, it flatters them on some level, and gives you a lot of room… — Nick Cave Copy Share
My father was a teacher and my mother also worked in the school, so the family has a background in education. — Nick Cave Copy Share
I think it's an essential fact for any performer or artist to fail as poignantly as they can succeed. — Nick Cave Copy Share
To my undying shame, I do read reviews. I don't read them all, but I like to get some kind of idea how things… — Nick Cave Copy Share
Brother, be a brother, fill this tiny cup of mine. And please, sir, make it whiskey: I have no head for wine! — Nick Cave Copy Share
When you've been initiated, you can stand in the world differently. And I think it is up to all of us, we can have… — Nick Cave Copy Share
Polly Jean, I love you. I love the texture of your skin, the taste of your saliva, the softness of your ears. I love… — Nick Cave Copy Share
