My work means everything to me.
Losing people makes you realize you've got to grab life - not put things off.
I love stuff like Mozart.
As the plane got closer to Miami, I had this terrible feeling he was dying. Maybe he was telling me that he was going. I felt anger, panic, despair and helplessness.
I love food, I love eating.
Music became an obsession, and eventually we felt more comfortable with each other then we did with anyone else. The three of us were like one person.