You know, somebody mentioned that I was sort of a jazz-pop singer. And I'm thrilled that somebody would find that, at last, in my presentation, because it's such a part of where I live.

Everybody wants to write a hit song, but in Nashville people want to write the best song, which was my original intention as a singer/songwriter.

I tried to please people instead of believing in my own strength, until the only thing I could do was walk away.

I do love to perform. And I'm ever so grateful that this has turned into a job with a future.

A Grammy is a wonderful thing; all of a sudden you're given a new audience but, like anything, you have to be able to grow with these songs if you really want a long artistic career.

I was part of the first wave of singer/songwriters but I was also in that first wave of singer/songwriters who experienced the music industry when technology started to take over.

I didn't not perform.

Don't cry out loud, keep it inside, learn how to hide your feelings. Fly high and proud, and if you should fall, remember you almost had it all.

Reaching out to any fellow ghetto kids is an act he puts in the same category as doing drugs: the initial rush of warmth and euphoria puts you on a path to ruin.

Her direct stare probed, as if the story of my life were written in my eyes in a few succinct lines that she could read.

I tend to keep my style very classic. I like very girly, retro inspired, feminine floral things. I'm not very edgy.

Realistic, naturalistic art had dissembled the medium, using art to conceal art; Modernism used art to call attention to art.

The knowledge that I have acquired must not remain imprisoned in my brain. I owe it to many men and women to do something with it. I feel the need to pay back what was given to me. Call it gratitude.

I believe the transsexual urge, at least as I have experienced it, to be far more than a social compulsion, but biological, imaginative, and essentially spiritual, too.

Being discontented, we either seek a different job or merely succumb to environment...instead of causing us to question life, the whole process of existence.

Abide in peace, banish cares, take no account of all that happens, and you will serve God according to his good pleasure and rest in him.

How am I doing so far?" she asked, forcing a cheerful lightness into her voice. "You're doing very well," Nick's lazy voice mocked. "I'm half convinced that I'm invisible.

I never struggled with trying to figure out what it was I wanted to do or what made the sparks go for me.