It makes me think of Lazarus. He must have had those shadows after his miracle. You don't spend time in the tomb without it changing you, and everyone who was waiting for you to come out.

It's like a Venn diagram of tragedy.

I wonder how you're supposed to know the exact moment when there's no more hope.

The Lord doesn't give a person more than he knows they can bear.

My parents met in music school and my father was a music professor and conductor. Growing up, we always had classical and contemporary music playing. There was a lot of Mozart and the Beatles.

Some people come into your life and leave a mark.

I had them all fooled into believing I was normal and well-adjusted, a rock of sensibility who could always be counted on to have a positive attitude.