My name had gone stale, and no matter how progressive I got, it was my time to die.

Not to dismiss Gershwin, but Gershwin is the chip; Ellington was the block.

The songwriting was almost like something I did while I was waiting for my daughter to come back.

An unhappy mother does not raise a happy child.

People were very protective of me. Overly so. I was in the industry for a long time before I had any idea of what drugs people were doing.

Whatever it was that I felt was the weak link in my previous project gave me inspiration for the next one.

I hang my laundry on the line when I write.