With time the unbearable becomes shocking, becomes sad, and finally becomes poignant.

As I started writing about loss and grief, I was taking what felt unmanageable and using my songwriting, my sense of poetry and discipline, to try and make it manageable.

The ephemeral nature of live performance is the part I love most - it's a monk's sand painting, carefully constructed, then wiped away in an instant.

I was a songwriter; that was the torch I carried. This is an honorable profession. This is what I do.

It was never too late to undo who you had become.

I have daughters who are writers and actors but no musicians.

Work ... is redemption.