I get good vibes from people. There is a thread of DNA that runs from the days that I was a young teenager to these days. It feels good to go back there.

Songwriting is different from music, although I don't deny now that it would be nice to have a little more background in music theory.

Chelsea Morning is a great Joni Mitchell song and I guess I'm partial to her lyrics because they show me a slightly different perspective on life.

When you're on a merry-go-round, you miss a lot of the scenery.

Songs are life in 80 words or less.

Brooklyn is not the easiest place to grow up in, although I wouldn't change that experience for anything.

Love is still a simple act of faith, and a faithful heart is always worth the wait.

The music is key. It has the power to transport you. I go from being a slightly insecure, shy kind of a person offstage, to this super-confident, motivated, entity onstage.

Performing is the easiest part of what I do, and songwriting is the hardest.

Then come and as we lay, beside this sleepy glade, there I will sing to you my Longfellow serenade.

Drop your shrink and stop your drinkin', crunchy granola's neat.

All the whispering, glaring, pointing and judging makes them no better than whoever or whatever it is they're gossiping about.

Love doesn't always show us the sad and the sorrowful part of it, it only shows us the happy circle a gain and a gain.

Evil gains work their punishment.

They were wrestling with canvases, using violent colors and huge brush strokes. I arrived with gray, silent, sober, oppressed paintings. One critic said they were paintings that thought.

In the old times, women did not get their lives written, though I don't doubt many of them were much better worth writing than the men's.

This is what we bear, I thought, the nearness of other lives.

Fur pillows are hard to actually sleep on.

I have always had this secret fantasy of being a Bourne girl or Bond girl, and I've never even gotten called in on one of those roles.

He knew the precise psychological moment when to say nothing.

You do not truly own anything that you can't carry in both arms at a dead run