My point of view and philosophy continues to change and grow. As the years go by you go through this evolution.

To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage, because we don't want to fall on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt.

Ever since my daughter was born I feel the fleetingness of time. And I don't want to waste it on getting the perfect lip color.

I'm liking the idea more and more of just standing up with a microphone and talking.

You only see what your eyes want to see. How can life be what you want it to be?

Hanging a noose on my door reeks of cowardice and fear on many, many levels.

I don't think about my old stuff. I just move forward.