“Gonna be a twister to blow everything down That ain’t got the faith to stand its ground. Blow away the dreams that tear you apart. Blow away the dreams that break your heart. Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted.”

If you have written really well, people will swear that it happened to you.

We’ve got no fairytale ending, in God’s hands our fate is complete. Your heaven’s here in my heart, our love’s this dust beneath my feet.

Success makes life easier. It doesn’t make living easier.

So let’s take the good times as they go and I’ll meet you further on up the road.

She kissed me just right, like only a lonely angel can.

Don’t take yourself too seriously. And take yourself as seriously as death itself.

It’s a fairytale so tragic there’s no prince to break the spell. I don’t believe in magic, but for you I will.

Being an artist is this kind of occupation in which you have to make people care about your obsession.

Now everyone dreams of a love faithful and true, But you and I know what this world can do. So let’s make our steps clear so the other may see. And I’ll wait for you…should I fall behind wait for me.

Show a little faith there is magic in the night. You ain’t a beauty, but hey you’re alright, and that’s alright with me.

The first thing that I do when I come out every night is to look at the faces in front of me, very individually.

All people have is hope. That’s what brings the next day and whatever that day may bring. A hope grounded in the real world of living, friendship, work, family.

At the end of every hard day, people find some reason to believe.

The school system only recognizes one type of intelligence. There are so many different types of intelligence.

Music doesn’t tell you where to go. It says, go find your own place. That’s what it told me.

The great challenge of adulthood is holding on to your idealism after you lose your innocence.

When truth is buried, it grows. It chokes. It gathers such an explosive force that on the day it bursts out, it blows up everything with it.

I could blow up from making a beat or I could blow up from making a song.

Blow the candle out, I don’t need to see what my thoughts look like.

I really believe that I’m gonna blow up. It’s how I feel.

Love Scars’ blew up pretty fast.

I’m always happy to blow up any misconceptions that people have about stage school cos everyone thinks it’s really nasty there but it’s not.

There’s a starman waiting in the sky, he’d like to come and meet us, but he thinks he’d blow our minds.

The winds that awakened the stars Are blowing through my blood.