The road to love is littered by the bones of other ones, who by the magic of the moment were mysteriously undone.

I got to sing solo in the junior choir when I was 10 or 11 and won a competition, and my sister's piano playing improved to a certain level. One time my sister and I worked together. The first song we ever sang in High School was Rags to Riches by Tony Bennett.

Words are for explaining the mistakes we might have made, names are for calling when there is nothing left to say.

I was happy to be in England, because my mother had always loved the royals, and so do I.

If I could read your mind, what a tale your thoughts could tell. Just like a paperback novel, the kind that drugstores sell.

Give me a wave I can ride upon, come and show your strength to me.

I liked the American folk style of Woody Guthrie.