“For love, even god was willing to die.”

Someday is a romantic lie, right now is an urgent truth.

She’s got sunshine in her eyes, and it ain’t even daylight.

She’s battling things her smile will never tell you about.

May your cold nights die a warm death.

Love is wealth in the pockets of the heart.

Don’t bring her dead flowers, take her to where the flowers live.

Her light is true love, her darkness a seductive mistress.

Last night (we exchanged so much DNA) we became each other.

Soak me in your moonshine and fuck me on fire.

My day feels too damn organized, you should come over tonight and make a mess out of me.

Half my mind is sex and songs.

When they question you about my disappearance, Do not tell them I am lost inside you.

What do you do when the passion burns out? Start another fire.

Her kiss is a sun-burn that never heals.

She comes in form of blistering light : her love is a screaming sun.

Caution never wrote a love story.

As long as I’m not selling out the people that ride or die with me, I’m glad I’m not an MC. I’m a motivational speaker. I’m not that rapper dude.

I never wanna have a time where I’m on the big lawn just sitting back smoking cigars and drinking lemonade. I wanna work forever. Until I die. I wanna die on the way to a show.

I am not bad, thank you. But don’t worry, one of these days I shall certainly die.

I was ready to quit music. It felt to me like music equalled death.

I’m dead in the water if I can’t see the all sufficient glory of God.

Why are all Christians happy and praising Jesus? It’s because we are not DEAD! We may be imperfect, but we aren’t DEAD!

Well, don’t we all feel like jumping to the end of the world sometimes?

She says that her love for me would never die, but that would change if she found out about you and I.