You Have To Really Respect Your Path,

I Don't Mind A Dirty Girl. But What I Find Tragic Is When We, As Women, Become Not The Subject Of Our Own Story But Someone Else's Object.

I Can't Believe That I Would Keep, Keep You From Flying And I Would Cry A Thousand More If That's What It Takes To Sail You Home.

When I Got Older, I Chose To Look At Christianity As Another Myth.

If You Know Me So Well, Tell Me Which Hand That I Use.

My Brother Was A Fantastic Cheerleader For My Development As A Musician. He Was Almost 10 Years Older Than Me And Would Really Push Me To Develop As A Songwriter.