“I’m ready to grow young again.”

Somehow all you ever need’s never really quite enough.

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.

I remind myself that I am capable of growing flowers from rain and building mountains from dirt.

I have cried with the rain. Now I will grow with the forest.

I am made of flowers, the kind that always grow back even after the frost.

Make your circle precious, full of unique souls.

My heart roams in the wild. A place where there is always room to grow.

Changes bring opportunity for growth.

You’ve retracted your rays of warmth. You’ve pulled the clouds to cover sunlight. I think everyone is growing more concerned as the days keep passing and you’re still absent.

I am learning to let go like autumn. I am learning to grow like spring.