“Stop opening doors that lead you to a daunting past, and get out the window to start your future, at last.”

Be the sun and shine. Shine so bright not even the darkest clouds will be able to dull your light.

The taste of your lips? The taste of love.

I want to feel mine again.

She never knew how everybody saw her. All she cared was how she saw herself.

I dare you to change your story. I dare you to build your world again. I dare you.

I need a lifetime with your lips, and still that wouldn’t be enough.

Good decisions, my dear, are only earned by making a few mistakes.

I see you in every love song I listen.

Love is just a confusing word I want to figure out with you.

She walked away from the world ready to join the stars.

I’m counting every heartbeat to tell you how much life you give to me.

Falling in love is the best thing that will ever happen to you. And not with someone else but with yourself.

The night comes, and I’m drowned by my thoughts.

What an ungodly act, to love someone with your heart filled with the essence of somebody else.

Keep that little star shining in your soul. I know it takes energy, but keep that light alive, and you will find your way through the darkest nights.

Every natural disaster creates its damage, just like you created a mess in me.

Look at this window: it is nothing but a hole in the wall, but because of it the whole room is full of light. So when the faculties are empty, the heart is full of light.

The reason that chefs become chefs is that they’re not allowed into rooms with windows.

Without looking out of my window I could know the ways of heaven.

A concept is a brick. It can be used to build a courthouse of reason. Or it can be thrown through the window.

I’ve always felt like I was observing everything, like I’m just looking out of the window, peeping how everybody is living and just penning about it, so I made the album about that concept.

You’ve got to be flexible. Directors do a massive amount of planning and homework, and if after all that your director decides to throw it all out of the window and shoot spontaneously, then you must follow his lead.

Books were my window on the world. Growing up at the Elephant and Castle, which was very rough, my paradise was the library.

Books have been thought of as windows to another world of imagination.