Far away, to an infinite world I escape. I'm clear and calm, I'm unafraid. Sunless days, in my sheltered milkyway. In Saturn's rings I feel no pain.

The river was always there inside of me, but I was very shy. I could see that this was my path. I felt destiny in my own music.

I want to sit with my legs wide open and laugh so loud that the whole damn restaurant turns and looks at me.

At the age of 15 months my daughter was diagnosed with very bad asthma, and essentially I put my career on hold for a good eight years.

Our planet is a tiny atom in god's kingdom.

Walking is magic. Can't recommend it highly enough. I read that Plato and Aristotle did much of their brilliant thinking together while ambulating. The movement, the meditation, the health of the blood pumping, and the rhythm of footsteps...this is a primal way to connect with one's deeper self.

I don't like to sit and bask in my own awards. Awards represent artistic death to me.