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

I struggled with being in the public eye, losing my anonymity when my star rose quickly in the late 90's. But I need the challenge of showing up and getting up there to spill my guts and connect with my loyal folks.

I see my albums as working diaries, as living scrapbooks of me and my life.

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.

I am searching for the truth. Somewhere, it's in the music.

Just watching my cats can make me happy.