Don't mind if I fall apart. There's more room in a broken heart.

I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee.

My look was even more solidified when I started singing in Greenwich Village with my sister Lucy. We wore matching dresses as the Simon Sisters.

I just want to show off my scar proudly and not be afraid of it.

A really strong woman accepts the war she went through and is ennobled by her scars.

The sound of birds stops the noise in my mind.

Everyone has problems, and learning to share them is essential. Hiding pain requires an enormous amount of energy; sharing it is liberating.

You know when you take the paint off an old canvas and you discover that something's been painted underneath it? That's what I feel like - that part of the old is coming through the new.

I've learned that nobody's perfect, and I don't expect myself to be perfect anymore.

Life is a dream even in its most painful moments, it's a dream that we can dance to.

My scar is beautiful. It looks like an arrow.

If you want to heal a broken heart, Be smart! That's all an ancient art.Start by loving the very small partsThat were left there shattered apart.

Water is sufficient...the spirit moves over water.

it {romantic love} really isn't about two people who have fallen madly for each other

Essentially there are two actions in life: Performance and excuses. Make a decision as to which he will accept from yourself.

Sometimes in movies, I still have to be the hero, but it's not all that important to me anymore.

Images also help me find and realise ideas. I look at hundreds of very different, contrasting images and I pinch details from them, rather like people who eat from other people's plates.

Music is like making love: either all or nothing.

What kind of god is it that some human brain can shatter the illusions that have been built up around such a deity? God's a mystery. I'll never be able to tell you what God is.

I don't know about ground rules; but I create the world that arrives with the characters or situation or voice in my head that instigates the piece, whatever form it may take.

The fact is, almost every move of God is, in some ways, profoundly different from the previous ways that He has moved.