If you are born an artist, you have no choice but to fight to stay an artist.

When I was younger I felt lonely... In terms of my thought processes. I had the constant feeling that I thought differently to everyone around me. So, I suppose I felt lonely for a home. I didn't know where I wanted to be, but I knew I wasn't there yet.

I found it hard to make friends in school, because I was a cerebral person.

Bad things happen everyday but you're not going to be any happier thinking about them. So I don't think about them.

My baby lives in shades of blue, blue eyes and jazz and attitude.

I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I'm at war with myself I ride, I just ride.

I never stopped writing about what was actually going on in my life. There's nothing to hide.