I find it extremely difficult talking about my songs because there's so many different things that can make a song come together.

I have to accept the fact that I was putting out records that reviewers were going to get an image from.

Let go into the mystery. Let yourself go. And when you open up your heart, you get everything you need. Baby there's a way and a mystic road. You've got to have some faith to carry on, you've got to open up your heart to the Son.

When you perform live, it's a different trip - it's different energy. I just felt a conflict between both of the trips. I was trying to evaluate what it meant for me to be a singer/songwriter and what that whole thing all meant.

I just can't stand jazz/rock. I think it's the worst thing that's come down the river yet.

If my heart could do my thinking, would my brain begin to feel?

Do you remember the time darlin' when everything made more sense in the world? Oh I remember, I remember... when life made more sense... Take me back, take me back, take me way back... to when life made more sense.