“I guess my strongest recurring theme is honoring love, even when it’s lost.”

I used to wonder if it was God’s plan that I should be alone for so much of my life. But I found peace. I found happiness within people and the world.

I learned that there’s no reason why people decide they like music when they do.

In the end, I find my influences or inspirations where I can.

Sometimes, love feels like a life or death situation. Losing true love is pretty much as bad as it gets, other than actually dying or losing good health. Most people know that. Most people can relate. It’s like the end of the world.

I like to write about the way things used to be and paint pictures of my memories with beautiful words and melodies.

I mainly let my imagination be my reality. Fantasy is my reality.

I used to wonder if it was God’s plan that I should be alone for so much of my life. But I found peace. I found happiness within people and the world

I believe that there is no doubts about who I am, an artist who loves music, above everything.

I lived where I could and studied what I enjoyed studying. I took what I wanted from that education but was making my first record at the same time.

I sort of do what I say and say what I do which I’m happy with because it makes my life real easy.

Live fast. Die young. Be wild. Have fun.

A man`s ego is just as fragile as a woman`s heart.

I’m like a child who belongs to nobody.

When you have absolutely no idea what’s going to happen to you or what your career’s going to end up like and you’re just really open to anything, then you don’t really have anything to loose.

I believe nothing happens by mistake. You know, the universe has a divine plan. That sounds dramatic.

I believe in free love and that’s just how I feel.

I smile – even on my darkest days for you once said it melts your heart.

I let go so long ago. I fear I have forgotten how to hold on.

Is this a parting or are you hoping to meet again? Is this really goodbye, or are you still wanting to cross paths again?

I’ve loved you from the very first moment. But I still have to figure out how to love myself.

I was tired of begging people to stay when they wanted to leave.

They say diamonds are made under pressure, but what if I made of glass? and what if I’ll break?

This remains a love story. I just replaced your name with my own.

I said I hope you’re fine, but what I meant was I hope you find your way back to me.