I'm a really good parent to myself sometimes, and I do things that make me learn and grow.

I want to move back to the East Coast. I like Venice, but L.A. is ugly. I would kill myself if I had to look out the window and see some places in L.A. every day.

I'm here because of what I write. Obviously, I must know something

I got drunk when I was five. Everybody gets drunk before they're 21.

My heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from within, but then he rose, brilliant as the moon in full and sank in the burrows of my keep, and all my armor, falling down, in a pile at my feet.

Everybody sees me as this sullen and insecure little thing. Those are just the sides of me that I feel it's necessary to show because no one else seems to be showing them.

I know what my job is: I write the songs, I sing them, I play them on the piano