I write pop songs. But I think it is sprinkled with a lot of counter-culture references. It ranged from rap to hip hop to trip hop, house, drum and bass, and experimental and improv and jazz.

Because of my Portuguese heritage, I have an interest in all of the instrumentation that comes from Portugal and Brazil as well.

I'm into cotton underwear. I don”t need cheetah print leather to make me feel sexy.

When you're scrambling to fill the void in your life and you feel like you're drowning... we all yearn to hear that one friend's voice, say: "You're going to get through this."

I'm channelling my 14-year-old self. She's thinking about putting on her big hoop earrings and baggy pants and going to the mall downtown.

We may look great on Instagram, but we're still lonely and depressed and anxiety-ridden. I hope, for the sake of our future generations, that our moral compass stays intact.

Our connection to nature grounds us, it makes us more spiritually aware. We must keep the legacy of nature materially alive for future generations.

Art and life go together. I have to have a life filled with experiences to make art, and I have to have art around me to live well.

Music is one of the only inanimate things we have left. It can still be mystical, magical and awe-inspiring

You can have the best of intentions and think you're doing the right thing but you fall down when you're going against your own instinct.

When you follow your heart, you always win and it feels so good.

Don’t waste your time on people

Show me that age and country where the rights and liberties of the people were placed on the sole chance of their rulers being good men, without a consequent loss of liberty?

We had so much fun in Ghana and they are really lovely people.

Those of us with too much invested in the way things are will never embrace the revolutionary cause required for wholesale change.

On one tour, I was collecting stories about pet monkeys. You'd be surprised how many people have stories about monkeys. The problem is, most monkey stories end tragically.

In his holy flirtation with the world, God occasionally drops a handkerchief. These handkerchiefs are called saints.

And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.

Master the season's spot-on style with polka dot sweatpants and a must-have denim trench.

Every day can be like Christmas in its love and its peace if our hearts open up and make room for love. The holy child is waiting to be born in every instant, not just once a year.

Like driftwood spares which meet and pass Upon the boundless ocean-plain, So on the sea of life, alas! Man nears man, meets, and leaves again.