“I wasn’t somebody who raised his finger and then talked in a hushed voice. I always shouted.”

Always listen to yourself. Believe in you and believe in what you do. And even when other people say you can’t handle that.

It’s important to be yourself.

But if the feelings are mutual, I open my heart without restriction. I’m not afraid to say ‘I love you’.

I want an intelligent girl whom I can talk about everything. I want her to be my friend, to be partners. I don’t like when a girl is rough, but delicate and subtle. I like good manners and not rudeness nor arrogance.

I don’t care about the fact that a dogs place is not in a bed – the closer they are to me, the more beautiful it is.

No, I’m not gay. And I think it would be a waste with all those pretty girls in the front row.

The real love is when you wish to give something and not to get.

I really love dogs. When I see a dog, I go crazy, it’s like, “Oh my God, come here, come here!”

The connection we have is something special. We know each other since we were in the womb! You can’t get any closer then that

The best birthday present I ever got was born 10 minutes before I was.

If you’re really in love, you don’t care about all the other girls that are standing in line for you.

Live every second, Here and now . Don’t let go, Before it’s to late

I don’t show my body for a good cause… if one day in a concert I pull down my pants, I would leave without job to those reporters who say I’m a woman

There is never a reason to give up! It’s always going on somehow!

Until someone else does… marry yourself

The first thing I notice about a girl, is her hands. I like girls with nice hands. … And she must be spontaneous as well.

I wasn’t born with enough middle fingers.

But touch my tears, with your lips. Touch my world, with your fingertips. And we can have forever. And we can love forever. Forever is our today.

We put boogers on our fingers, then shake your hand.

The past is like a handful of dust. It filters through your fingers, disappearing little by little. I wish, for one day, I could go back. In another life, I would do things differently.

They who pass their whole lives in working for their daily bread, have no ideas beyond their business or their interest, and all their understanding seems to lie in their fingers ends.

Just as God gave different fingers to the hand so has He given different ways to men.

As I feel your heart shatter like sand through my helpless fingers I envision ripples through the tar of your blood.

As I feel your heart shatter like sand through my helpless fingers I envision ripples through the tar of your blood.