“I booked my first studio at like 12 or 13. Somewhere in that season of my life, singing along with the radio became me wanting to be on radio.”

As long as your intentions are solid and about growth and progression and being productive and not being idle, then you’re doing good in my book.

We all know we have a finite period of time. I just feel if I’m going to be alive, I want to be challenged – to be as immortal as possible. The path to that isn’t an easy way, but it’s a rewarding way.

People are just afraid of things too much. Afraid of things that don’t necessarily merit fear.

My grandfather was smart and had a whole lot of pride. He didn’t speak a terrible amount, but you could tell there was a ton on his mind – like a quiet acceptance of how life had turned out.

I hope not to define myself by suffering.

I’ve been thinking about forever.

I play piano every day. I enjoy that.

When you write a song like ‘Forrest Gump,’ the subject can’t be androgynous. It requires an unnecessary amount of effort.

I never think about myself as an artist working in this time. I think about it in macro.

When I did have some success, it further emboldens you to be like, ‘No, I’m just going to write what I feel I should write.’

If someone breaks your heart, just punch them in the face. Seriously. Punch them in the face and go get some ice cream.

Some people focus more on sonics. Some people focus more on story. I focus on both sonics and story.

The Internet is just another experiment showing us more sides of us.

Boys do cry, but I don’t think I shed a tear for a good chunk of my teenage years.

I guess I’m just inspired to tell stories.

I just don’t trust journalists – and I don’t think it’s a good practice for me to trust journalists.

Life will forever be too short but time is never wasted when spent making your heart happy.

Every phase of life is better with you.

In order for man to master his life, he must first rule himself.

Life is the reason we are here love is the reason we stay.

No matter how much you plan your life, it will turn out differently

Life is a lonely journey. We expect and even believe that someone will always be there for us, but that illusion fades away with age and time.

Every cloud has a silver lining. But an irony resides, as the cloud grows & cries. Turns white into grey and let’s go off the things, It can’t hold for life.

I don’t live to love but when I love it is for life.