Singing, it's like it's like loving somebody, it's a supreme emotional and physical experience.

I will perform My Heart Will Go On for the rest of my life and it will always remain a very emotional experience for me.

The loss of these tastes [for poetry and music] is a loss of happiness, and may possibly be injurious to the intellect, and more probably to the moral character, by enfeebling the emotional part of our nature.

It is painful to relive things that have caused emotional crises or whatever and find ways to express that musically.

It's like you're screaming but no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important, that without them, you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. And when it's over and it's gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back so you can have the good.

There is a lot of snobbery towards pop music, to me and pop in general - it's kind of a despised art form.