Ever since the collapse of cap and trade legislation and the realization that President Obama is unlikely to ever utter the words 'climate change' in public again much less use the bully pulpit to prepare the nation for the catastrophic risks of inaction the movement has been in a funk.

Change is one of my favourite words.

I mean language fascinates me anyway and different words have different energies and you can change the whole drive of a sentence.

When he was born I looked at my little boy and felt an unconditional love I never knew was inside me. As he grew and I watched him stagger about squeak his first words and turn into a beautiful little boy that feeling did not change.

I take sounds and change them into words.

Here I am paying big money to you writers and what for? All you do is change the words.

Words do not change their meanings so drastically in the course of centuries as in our minds names do in the course of a year or two.

No matter what people tell you words and ideas can change the world.

You can change your world by changing your words... Remember death and life are in the power of the tongue.

When I was really little I would sit in the back of my dad's car when he'd be playing old-school music. He'd turn down the music and turn around and I'd be singing and know all of the words but I didn't even know how to talk. From then on I've always wanted to be a singer.