If someone criticizes my child it's gonna hurt me a little bit, but it's my child, you know, and I love it regardless.

I'm affected by my environment. Los Angeles makes me defensive and wary.

I'm a child of the woods. I have that sort of sensibility.

Be On Your Way is one of the favorite songs I've ever written. What a terribly sad song, but what a beautiful melody.

Lessons learned are like bridges burned you only need to cross them but once. Is the knowledge gained worth the price of the pain, are the spoils worth the cost of the hunt?

Coming out of college with a degree in fine arts and painting isn't worth much any more.

My upbringing made me think that real legitimate music is written, not heard