Some of us like to take a walk on the wild side.

There's a Mother's Day and there's a Father's Day, but there's no Children's Day. It would mean a lot. World peace.

Live, be, move, rejoice -- you are alive! Without the heart's wise rhythm, we could not exist.

Love and help all the children, all the days of your existence. They need us.

Feeling free, let us fly, into the boundless, beyond the sky, for we were born to never die.

I wake up from dreams and go, 'Wow, put this down on paper.' The whole thing is strange. You hear the words, everything is right there in front of your face. ... I am always writing a potpourri of music. I want to give the world escapism through the wonder of great music and to reach the masses. ... And I remember going to the record studio and there was a park across the street and I'd see all the children playing and I would cry because it would make me sad that I would have to work instead.

When I perform, I lose myself. I'm in total control of that stage. I don't think about anything. I know what I want to do from the moment I step out there and I love every minute of it.