Music plays a huge role in my life. It is music that helps me to endure ... well ... everything there is to endure.

As always, I am saved by the inability of living creatures to believe anything that might cause the walls of their little mental assumptions to crumble.

I may know that the world is an ugly place, I still don't want to see it.

It would be so much better if we could share our insecurity, if we could all venture inside ourselves and realize that green beans and vitamin C, however much they nurture us, cannot save lives, or sustain our souls.

In the end, I wonder if the true movement of the world might not be a voice raised in song.

What is an aristocrat? A woman who is never sullied by vulgarity, although she may be surrounded by it.

Art is emotion without desire.