Love is a poem that keeps on writing itself, sweeping us along.

The beauty that lies hidden, makes my soul tremble with awe.

I am giving birth. I am midwife to myself. Now is a new life full of possibilities. I must be strong like a child.

In poetry we pare down our thoughts into their most graceful shapes, like minimalist sculptures.

What we could consider magic, may just be science that we don’t understand yet.

I could feel a deep connection to Spirit in every glorious sunset and awesome wonder in every uncurling flower, but I couldn’t feel anything like that in the hollow words of men gone by.

I can't keep myself from creativity. Ideas flash like lightning burning my bones. It must flow out of my hands or it will burst me apart.

There's something about water that washes away the cares of the mind and heart.

Today I trust me. I trust in my perceptions. Today I will live my own truth that glows within, a life of no deceptions.

Our wishes become real and solid if we work on their formation. If it matters to you, make energy become matter.

Endings and beginnings look just the same.

The deeds of the light are goodness, righteousness and faithfulness

One man is as good as another until he has written a book.

You don't need to change everything in your life instantly. All you need is one positive thought.

I live in L.A., I go on tour all the time, I'm in New York half the year - it's very hard to be in a relationship.

There is nothing I can't live without. I learned this attitude when I was a child.

First of all I think that is true, if you are a musician, particularly on the comeback that you do have to end up in one of these musical centers somewhere to be viable, salable and so on.

I was brought up in an environment where my parents expressed their financial concerns in front of their children.

Challenging someone is good. You need to do it. Sometimes they don't even realize you're doing it, like when you joke with a goalie, 'What's wrong today? You losing it?

Although emotionally delicate and eminently bruisable, teenagers are short on empathy. That comes later in life, if it comes at all.

Don't be deceived into thinking that by changing the external, the internal will be changed. It works the other way around; the path that needs changing is the one in your mind.