“You’ve got to love what’s yours.”

We’re all going to change. Otherwise, it’s boring.

I’m in constant pursuit of growing and evolving.

Love is giving of yourself in a way that is free of fear.

Living will always be a struggle looking for someone to love you.

Falling down ain’t falling down, If you don’t cry when you hit the floor, It’s called the past cause I’m getting past, And I ain’t nothing like I was before, You ought to see me now.

I believe in the limitlessness of humans. We’re capable of incredible things. At times, that realization is frightening.

The more you know the stronger you become, the closer you feel to yourself and the farther you can go.

Fear is not a part of my vocabulary, actually, and I think that it’s really made me a much smarter, braver for sure, person.

I grew up in a pretty tough neighborhood. I grew up around drugs, alcohol, prostitution, I grew up around everything, and I think part of seeing that from really young has made me really steer very far away from it in all of its forms.

Moments are so fleeting; I want to hold on to the good ones.

If we took the time to learn more about different places and people, perhaps we would have more empathy for each other.

We have the potential to help people out of poverty, out of disease, out of slavery and out of conflict. Too often we turn the other way because we think there’s nothing we can do.

Maturity and experience are part of my liberation.

Through the shake of an earthquake I will never fall. That’s how strong my love is.

The smaller you strip things down, the more you depend on the songs and yourself, as opposed to arrangements.

I really like to live my life in a low-key fashion.

Lovers never surrender to each other, lovers simply surrender to love.

Love is like a virus. It can happen to anybody at any time.

Love is all right for those who can handle the psychic overload. It’s like trying to carry a full garbage can on your back over a rushing river of piss.

You always miss the chance to fall for someone else, Cause your heart only knows me.

We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.

But it is impossible to replace a person one has loved to distraction.

Love make you a tremendous power, a spiritual force.

Love, to be really love, has to be being-love, gift-love.