[Steven Sebring] presence was also nice for my children, who, having just lost their father, quite naturally craved warm male attention. They gravitated to him right away.

My sunglasses are like my guitar.

We go through life. We shed our skins. We become ourselves.

To be an artist — actually, to be a human being in these times — it’s all difficult. … What matters is to know what you want and pursue it.

Never let go of that fiery sadness called desire.

Where does it all lead? What will become of us? These were our young questions, and young answers were revealed. It leads to each other. We become ourselves.

Life isn't some vertical or horizontal line -- you have your own interior world, and it's not neat.

I imagined myself as Frida to Diego, both muse and maker. I dreamed of meeting an artist to love and support and work with side by side.

Swift is the arrow, dark is the thorn, the slate is clean, the future awaits, awake.

Make your interactions with people transformational, not just transactional.

To me, punk rock is the freedom to create, freedom to be successful, freedom to not be successful, freedom to be who you are. It's freedom.

Sometimes the past needed to stay buried; it was the only way you could move on. And sometimes you had to dig it up, because that too was the only way.

If I'm not doing the work I want, I usually suffer a psychological allergic reaction and get ill. It niggles when things get out of my control.

I have been very, very lucky because I have my health, a wonderful husband, family, and friends, and I get to do what I love.

... the best way to strip the allure and dreaminess from a lifelong dream is, very often, simply to have it come true.

Obviously, in my twenties, a lot of downtime was spent having a good time, which I don't regret; that was what I needed to do to get some things out of my system.

The conduct of a wise politician is ever suited to the present posture of affairs. Often by foregoing a part he saves the whole, and by yielding in a small matter secures a greater.

Secrets she'll take to the grave and secrets she's dying to share.

Even the wisest men make fools of themselves about women, and even the most foolish women are wise about men

I think especially since going solo it's pretty clear that I'm completely being myself.

God raises up such men as John Bunyan and William Huntington but once in a century.