Don't try to be like me. Try to be like yourself. Try to be very good at being yourself.

There's no half-singing in the shower, you're either a rock star or an opera diva.

Every day I lugged my backpack through the halls, waiting for the final bell. Then I'd race home and hole up in my room, playing the drums and the piano, composing music.

I know that life is a journey I must accept and that pain and confusion are temporary. I know that if I follow my heart, it will lead me where I belong.

If there is one thing that is constant in this world, it is the power of music.

Let me fall. Let me climb. There's a moment where fear and dream must collide.

When I feel confused or depressed, I remember back to junior high and I silently repeat, 'This, too, shall pass.'

Fly me up to where you are beyond the distant star. I wish upon tonight to see you smile, if only for a while to know you're there. A breath away's not far to where you are.

Music is what I always turn to when I'm feeling a certain way. It's my reason for everything.

I try to have a real close connection with my fans. That's extremely important. They are the ones that have been there from the beginning and proved everyone else wrong.

No matter who we are, no matter what our circumstances, our feelings and emotions are universal.

To create a peaceful world, inhale the love of life and exhale the beauty of life.

Never once did I think you were less than a good person.

Rarely do you walk down the street doing anything that my grandparent's generation did. And half of that comes with the technology advances.

But I think one of the reasons I tend to stay in the water most of the time is I distrust the comfort.

I think the important point is the turning point in combining offense and defense in a reasonable way.

Religions sprang up among men to deal with the sometimes terrifying aspects of existence, to make sense out of the senseless, to explain things we find inexplicable.

When I'm writing I've been playing something for a couple of hours and I'm almost in a trance. At two or three in the morning you can actually see bits of inspiration floating about and grab them.

I don't just come from a musical family, but from a musical community.

San Francisco's winter is a season unto itself. Fleeting, rain-soaked, verdant, a brief period of shadows and renewal

I’m past photographing to see what things look like photographed.