I've got nothing to do today but smile.

My whole artistic life has always been about change, change, change, move on, move on. It's the only thing I find interesting.

My life so common it disappears and sometimes even music cannot substitute for tears.

Fat Charlie the archangel files for divorce, he says, well this will eat up a year of my life, and there's all that weight to be lost.

Why am I so soft in the middle when the rest of my life is so hard?

We've survived by believing our life is going to get better.