If I had not kissed anyone, or danced with anyone, or had a reason to cry, the music made me feel as if I had gone through all that anyway.

We reveal something of our nature when we sing, something that can be disguised in our speaking voice.

This is a work of memory -- facts have been altered. Names have been changed.

A destructive thought process exists within all of us, and we are plagued to varying degrees by an internal dialogue that is harmful, restrictive, and at its ultimate extreme, self-destructive.

Every human is born of collusion. We come into this world the result of a covenant. Sometimes made of love, Sometimes of circumstance. But almost always made in secret.

If I can lead a happy life, touch the lives of others in a positive way, win the respect of those that I care about... and make a few million along the way, then I have been successful.

One of the marks of excellent people is that they never compare themselves with others. They only compare themselves with themselves and with their past accomplishments and future potential.

I haven't many years left ahead of me and I must devote all my time to painting, in the hope of achieving something worthwhile in the end, something if possible that will satisfy me.

J'aime la vie! I feel that to live is a wonderful thing.

I always say you can self-medicate through closet cleaning. Everyone knows that feeling of a clear surface, and how it makes you feel you can really focus and start your work.

Todd, this is almost like your commentary! Dizzying!

I was a total dork in high school.

I think maybe we were just a little bit overdone. It was saturated. People may have gotten tired of us. We were everywhere, all the time.