When I was growing up in Terrell, Texas, I felt that it was not where I was supposed to be. I knew that I was meant for a different destination. I think that the minute I was born, there was something inside telling me where I would go, it's like energy - an intangible destiny.

I have about 20 to 25 platonic relationships with women all across the board from professional to artistic and they always give little clues on what they like.

Then I was playing the piano at eight, and that helps you learn about women because most of the people I was playing for were women.

Man, after all my grandma put into me learning the piano, that was a hard day, telling her I was telling jokes for a living.

I think it's harder to write about joy than pain, isn't it?

She gave up beauty in her tender youth, gave all her hope and joy and pleasant ways; she covered up her eyes lest they should gaze on vanity, and chose the bitter truth.

Grief at the absence of a loved one is happiness compared to life with a person one hates.

I should be writing songs about happiness all day long, but a lot of my songs get inspired from that place of unworthiness and shame, which really goes with mental illness.