I think. I do know that I like connecting to people who really resonate with the music. I guess I almost wish I could just connect with the people who really need it.

I didn't want make art about the internet at all. It's a really hard subject to take on and I did not set out to do that. But, it was real and it was what was happening.

I like messing up the song, doing some improvisation. And I like running around the room with the mic.

I love karaoke; you have to wail when you do karaoke.

Back in the day, no one had digital cameras. They took these pictures of me, got them developed, and then mailed them to me.

It was really bizarre for me to go from being a very private and obscure person and then to be in any way on the internet - like having my picture or videos online.

What would I reclaim America as? I do want it to be a diverse country.

Writing music is always really helpful for me. It always reveals to me how I am feeling.

When I like a musician I want to see a picture or a video of them.

I'd been used to this idea of destructive performance art instead of a slick, good-sounding show. So, I became frustrated as I felt I'd been doing the shows wrong. That sucked.

Maybe some people are better off in obscurity than trying to keep on expanding.

Dare to stretch hard and make it a point to do the hard thing others are afraid to try.

You love someone, not because of what they are, but because of how you feel about them.

The motive of grace is the infinite, compassionate love of a merciful God, but the work of grace was the death of Christ on the cross.

In all that I saw, I was satisfied, for I could dance in the drops of water, laugh with the laps of joyous tears, and sing to the songs of streaming senses.

I don't see myself going back to blonde outside of work though. I really like the red.

At present, financial crises occur, chiefly because the paper currency is redeemable in gold only.

It is a rare and beautiful thing when we choose to offer love in situations when most people would choose to scorn or ignore.

... danger was always at its most lethal when disguised as respectability.

Receive every day as a resurrection from death, as a new enjoyment of life.

If reasons were as plentiful as blackberries, I would give no man a reason upon compulsion.