One of my strongest memories is my father playing bongos in the living room in Detroit listening to Motown radio. He was this skinny white bald guy, but he was really moved by blues and Motown and funk. — Sufjan Stevens Copy Share Image
Perhaps we have failed as human beings. Perhaps we have embarrassed ourselves to the natural world. We have been rigorous and willful in all… — Sufjan Stevens Copy Share Image
Everyone suffers; life is pain; and death is the final punctuation at the end of that sentence, so deal with it. I really think… — Sufjan Stevens Copy Share Image
One of my strongest memories is my father playing bongos in the living room in Detroit listening to Motown radio. He was this skinny… — Sufjan Stevens Copy Share Image
“Now that I fell into your arms My only lover, give out to give in I search for the capsule I lost” — Sufjan Stevens Copy Share Image
There's a sense of urgency in understanding that your body is not really your own. We can control it to a certain extent through… — Sufjan Stevens Copy Share Image
I felt that there's an obligation when writing a piece about an urban expressway made in the 50s to acknowledge the context, and Robert… — Sufjan Stevens Copy Share Image
“I forgive you, mother, I can hear you And I long to be near you But every road leads to an end Yes every… — Sufjan Stevens Copy Share Image
The best fiction is geared towards conflict. We learn most about our characters through tension, when they are put up against insurmountable obstacles. This… — Sufjan Stevens Copy Share Image
Some of my music requires an obsessive-compulsive approach and a real embodiment of excessiveness. So I really have to live in that world of… — Sufjan Stevens Copy Share Image
Every time Jimmy Scott sings, it's the same but slightly different. I don't know how he does that or where he gets that from.… — Sufjan Stevens Copy Share Image
