I like doing the crossword puzzle in the New York Times, not watching E! on TV.
The flower has opened, has been in the sun and is unafraid. I'm taking more chances; I'm bold and proud.
Feminists were psyched that I had armpit hair.
So I'm writing more highly personalized and intellectual music, and I think that's good. It might take longer to find me, but I think that niche is perhaps underserved, so I'm going to serve that.
I'm still trying to find out who Paula Cole is. I always am - and I always will be - my real, inside self, which has no name.
The older I get, the more I see that there really aren't huge zeniths of happiness or a huge abyss of darkness as much as there used to be. I tend to walk a middle ground.