"The album art was a unique design created by artist Alex Grey. The art is different layers of patterns with the different layers of the human body. In Alex Grey's book "Transfigurations" he says the "saw blade" made of eyes "represents the primordial spirit of emptiness and awareness. The next layer was a vajra emitting energy, the subtle essence of soul around which the physical body coagulates. The next several layers detail the physical systems of viscera, skeletal, muscular, nervous, and cardiovascular systems.""

"With their feet firmly planted on their spot on the stage and their faces obscured by their long hair, the players simply let their instruments communicate, and made no attempt to try it any other way. Adam Jones in particular was a foreboding figure – his sheer stillness contrasted drastically by the strained and pained sounds he forced from his guitar."

"The Deceiver says, he says: "You belong to me. You don't wanna breathe the light of the others. Fear the light. Fear the breath. Fear the others for eternity." But I hear them now. Inhale the clarity. I hear the venom, the venom in what you say. Inoculated. Bless this immunity."

"Pneuma. Reach out and beyond. Wake up, remember. We are born of One Breath, One Word. We are all One Spark, eyes full of wonder."

"Tears in my eyes chasing Ponce de León's phantoms. So filled with hope I can taste mythical fountains. False hope, perhaps, but the truth never got in my way before now. Feel the sting. Feeling time bearing down."

"Free fall through our midnight, this epilogue of our own fable. Heedless in our slumber. Floating nescient we free fall through this boundlessness, this madness of our own making. Falling isn't flying. Floating isn't infinite..."

"Judge, Condemn, and banish any and everyone. Without evidence. Only the whispers from within."

"A 7empest must be just that."

"Psychopathy. Misleading me over and over and over."

"Particularly impressed was I with "Lipan Conjuring," which was so thoughtful an addition to the album that I feel as if it were included just for me. You see, I went to the record store with only fifteen dollars in my pocket, and I had a devil of a time deciding between 10,000 Days and Native Moods: A Pathway to Peace. On one hand, I love rockin' out to some ten-minute chugging shuffles, but there's another part of my soul that craves the inner harmony that can only be brought on from some high-quality chanting. It was with a heavy heart that I left the store carrying only one of these two things— or so I thought! Imagine my immense pleasure when my hard rock album was interrupted— no, that's too harsh a word— when my hard rock album was magnificently bolstered by exactly the sort of stupid fucking crap I might hear on some grocery store counter impulse buy CD of New Age chanting bullshit! Bravo! I can have my cake and eat it too, and while I eat my cake I can listen to some total crap!"

"Tool are one of the few bands who have made themselves famous by disregarding all expectations of them."

"[Keepin it calm. Keep calm. Keepin it calm. Keep calm. Keep calm. FUCK. Here we go again]"

"Control, your delusion. Insane and striking at random. Victim of your certainty, and therefore your doubt's not an option. Blameless, The 7empest will be just that. So try as you may, feeble, your attempt to atone. Your words to erase all the damage cannot."

"A strangely chatty Maynard James Keenan broke his self-imposed exile and spoke casually to the crowd, inciting them to a cheer of "Yes!" and sometimes sharing his thoughts, most of which were unashamedly eccentric to say the least."

"The government knows about them. And, th-there's a lot of safe areas in this world that they could begin moving the population to now. They are not! They want those major population centres wiped out so that the—the few that are left will be more easily controllable."

"And we will come to find that we are all one mind"

"I'm a former employee of Area 51. I-I was let go on a medical discharge about a week ago and, and..."

"What we're thinking of as—as aliens, uh—they're—th-they're extradimensional beings that an earlier precursor of the, um, the space programme made contact with. Uh, they-they are not what they claim to be."

"And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping The moon tells me a secret—my confidant"

"I have come curiously close to the end—down Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole"

"I may find peace within the emptiness"

"I must crucify the ego before it's far too late"

"We barely remember Who or what came before This precious moment We are choosing to be here Right now"

"Stay inside of this holy reality This holy experience Choosing to be here in this body"

"Bei zweihundert grad für fünfzehn minuten backen und keine eier"

"Celebrate this chance to be Alive and breathing"

"How could I let this bring me back to my knees?"

"This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality Embrace this moment, remember: We are eternal, all this pain is an illusion"

"Dreams are fading Carry my ancient soul Carry me into the light"

"Saw the gap again today"

"Dead inside!"

"My compassion is broken now"

"So smell my soul is burning"

"You're dancing in quicksand"

"If I let you, you would make me destroy myself. In order to survive you, I must first survive myself. And I can sink no further. And I cannot forgive you. There's no choice but to confront you, to engage you, to erase you. I've gone to great lengths to expand my threshold of pain. I will use my mistakes against you; there's no other choice. Shameless, now. Nameless, now. I'm nothing, now. I'm no one, now. But my soul must be iron 'cause my fear is naked. I'm naked and fearless. And my fear is naked!"

"Twice as clear as heaven Twice as loud as reason"

"Take care not to make me enter If I do, we both may disappear"

"My blood is bruised and borrowed You thieving bastards, you have Turned my blood cold and bitter Beat my compassion black and blue"

"Black Then White are All I see In my infancy Red and yellow then came to be Reaching out to me Lets me seeThere is So Much More and Beckons me To look through to these Infinite possibilities As below, so above and beyond, I imagine Drawn outside the lines of reason Push the envelope Watch it bendOver-thinking, over-analysing separates the body from the mind Withering my intuition, leaving all these opportunities behind"

"What is this but my reflection? Who am I to judge or strike you down?"

"I want what I want"

"If when I say I might fade like a sigh if I stay You minimise my movement, anyway I must persuade you another way"

"I embrace my Desire to I embrace my Desire to I embrace my Desire to Feel the rhythm, to Feel connected Enough to step aside and Weep like a widow, to Feel inspired, to Fathom the power, to Witness the beauty, to Bathe in the fountain, to Swing on the spiral, to Swing on the spiral, to To swing on the spiral of Our divinity and Still be a humanWith my feet upon the ground I Lose myself between the sounds and Open wide to suck it in, I Feel it move across my skin, I'm Reaching up and reaching out, I'm Reaching for the random or what- Ever will bewilder me, what- Ever will bewilder me, and Following our will and wind we May just go where no one's been, we'll Ride the spiral to the end and May just go where no one's been Spiral out, keep going…"

"Yeah, I'm slipping back into the gap again I'm alive when you are touching me Alive when you are shoving me down But I'd trade it all For just a little Peace of mind"

"And if there were no rewards to reap No loving embrace to see me through This tedious path I've chosen here I certainly would've walked away by now And I still may"

"But I'm still right here Giving blood, keeping faith And I'm still right here"

"I know the pieces fit 'cause I watched them fall away"

"This body makes me feel eternal All this pain is an illusion"

"Clutch it like a cornerstone Otherwise it all comes down"

"Hang on or be humbled again"