If I make a record I love, then somebody will like it. Maybe not everybody, but that won't matter.

I'm not melancholy; I'm a happy-go-lucky person, kind of silly. I like funny things. I have a lot of energy. I tend to like music that's mellow, though.

When something's ending, you go through so many phases, and it can be frustrating. But once you're out on the other side, it's like you can really see all the crazy phases you went through.

I became a musician so I wouldn't have to get up at 6 in the morning.

I'm not planning to jump off a bridge with no bungee.

All is fair in love and songwriting.

Don't go chasing after butterflies, when everything you want is right by your side.

I think it's important for people who love music to retain physical CDs or even vinyl, because it sounds so great and so much warmer than music over the internet.

Nobody can tell you you're wrong for writing a song about how you feel - even if you don't really feel that way.

I love my dad and we have a very good relationship now.

I try to just make music that I love, and if I believe in it that's all that matters.

I believe that the measure of my soul is my capacity to love imperfect people.

I used to believe in 'em [lines]. I don't anymore. They in our heads. People like Miss Hilly is always trying to make us believe they there. But they ain't." - Aibileen

Begin with “I remember.” Write lots of small memories. If you fall into one large memory, write that. Just keep going. Don’t be concerned if the memory happened five seconds ago or five years ago.

You must read to lead. Reading feeds. It opens our souls to a long line of counselors.

Revolutions arise from obstinacy. People are dissatisfied with what they are told and they develop new ideas.

You can't let any team awe you.

Cheryl Strayed reminds us, in her lyrical and courageous memoir Wild, of what it means to be fully alive, even in the face of catastrophe, physical and psychic hardship, and loss.

When you're sure of what you're looking at, look harder.

A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man's heart through half the year.

There is a fundamental error in separating the parts from the whole, the mistake of atomizing what should not be atomized. Unity and complementarity constitute reality.