When I got older, I chose to look at Christianity as another myth.

My brother was a fantastic cheerleader for my development as a musician. He was almost 10 years older than me and would really push me to develop as a songwriter.

I hurt myself today to see if I could feel. I hurt myself, you said to try to make him feel. So I hurt myself again to see if he'd see me. I hurt myself again and no, he never could see me.

The music is the magic carpet that other things take naps on.

I started playing the piano when I was about two and got a scholarship to the Peabody Conservatory of Music in Baltimore when I was five. But I left when I was 11.

After a while of getting jerked around, you realize what the business is really made up of.

...Her entire life has been devoted to healing the deepest, most invasive unseeable scar that one can ever have.