I was very close to my mother as the youngest of three. She was my playmate.
Inspiration quite frequently arrives as a surprise. The key is being open to it.
Many people lock a part of themselves away. It's a bit sacred.
Sometimes those demons are frightening and sometimes they're beautiful.
In our minds, love and lust are really separated. It's hard to find someone that can be kind and you can trust enough to leave your kids with, and isn't afraid to throw her man up against the wall and lick him from head to toe.
I was two and a half when I first climbed up and sat at a piano.