There is an element of autobiography in all fiction in that pain or distress, or pleasure, is based on the author's own. But in my case that is as far as it goes.
There are unwanted emotions and pain that goes along with any birth.
It is now possible to quantify people's levels of happiness pretty accurately by asking them, by observation, and by measuring electrical activity in the brain, in degrees from terrible pain to sublime joy.
Thresholds of pain, indignity and incapacity are entirely personal.
One in six people suffer depression or a chronic anxiety disorder. These are not the worried well but those in severe mental pain with conditions crippling enough to prevent them living normal lives.
I think I probably would have enjoyed to keep my own private pain out of my work. But I was changed by my audience who said your private pain which you have unwittingly shown us in your early songs is also ours.
Loneliness expresses the pain of being alone and solitude expresses the glory of being alone.
Our language has wisely sensed the two sides of being alone. It has created the word loneliness to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word solitude to express the glory of being alone.
Language... has created the word "loneliness" to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word "solitude" to express the glory of being alone.
Those who become mentally ill often have a history of chronic pain.
This was nostalgia in the literal Greek sense: the pain of not being able to return to one's home and family.
For we are born in other's pain, and perish in our own.
I believe musicians have a duty, a responsibility to reach out, to share your love or pain with others.
We all have to face pain, and pain makes us grow.
I did not lose myself all at once. I rubbed out my face over the years washing away my pain, the same way carvings on stone are worn down by water.