“Even Castles made of sand, fall into the sea, eventually.”

Freaks, they are very prejudiced. You have to have your hair long and talk in a certain way in order to be with them. In order to be the other way you have to have your hair short and wear ties.

Music is Magic. Magic is Life.

Blues is easy to play, but hard to feel.

Technically, I’m not a guitar player, all I play is truth and emotion.

As you well know, you just can’t believe everything you see and hear, can you?

There are too many heavy songs out nowadays. music has been getting too heavy, almost to the state of unbearable.

It’s funny how most people love the dead, once you’re dead your made for life.

I don’t have nothing to regret at all in the past, except that I might’ve unintentionally hurt somebody else or something.

With the power of soul, anything is possible.

Let me live my life the way I want to.

I’m the one that’s got to die when it’s time for me to die, so let me live my life the way I want to.

Oh say, can you see, it’s really such a mess. Every inch of earth is a fighting nest. Giant pencial and lipstick tube shaped things, continue to rain and cause scream and pain, and the arctic stains from silver blue to bloody red.

The time I burned my guitar it was like a sacrifice. You sacrifice the things you love. I love my guitar.

You have to give people something to dream on.

Happiness is within you… so unlock the chains from your heart and let yourself grow- like the sweet flower you are. I know the answer- just spread your wings and set yourself free.

The world is nothing but a big gimmick.