My individual, psychological descent coincided, ironically, with my ascent into the public eye.

We love our lovin'....but not like we love our freedom.

I can't remember anything I ever wrote.

When the world becomes a massive mess with nobody at the helm, it's time for artists to make their mark.

Let light hearts remake us.

So many things I would have done, but clouds got in my way.

I'm irresponsible to my career in order to paint. Because painting is obsessive. I forget to eat. I forget to sleep.