Shattered dreams, worthless years, here I am encased in a hollow shell. Life began, then was done, now I stare into a cold and empty well.

You can't hear me? Read my lips!

Different artists are talking about the laws that exist and how they need to be fixed so that compensation does happen to a far fairer level. And I agree with that.

Among all the wonderful things we have, we don't seem to have a time to love. And to me that's the fuel, that's the fuel we need to make the engine go.

I know that there'll be a continuation of making the world more accessible for people with disabilities.

My mother had a rule, obviously, that I couldn't go across the street by myself, but I had to find a way of doing it.

There're songs to make you smile, there're songs to make you sad. But with a happy song to sing it never seems as bad.