All those songs reflect all the people that live within me.

I've never been one for keeping a journal, so my songs were my journals. They allowed me to express my feelings and let people know what was going on with me. I knew that somebody would relate.

You can tell someone who doesn't have love in their life, then someone who is in love.

I can express gratitude for the simple act of being able to breathe in and breathe out. I can move away from darkness and depression to light and hope. I can be happy with who I am, not what I should be, or what I might have been, or what someone tells me I must be. I am me, the true me; you are you, the true you - and that's good. That's beautiful. That's enough.

To be given permission to be confused -- and remain confused -- for as long as it takes would have been a huge gift.

Remember one rule, no rule.

It's very hard trying to have love and a career at the same time. For those who can, great, but I can't.