“Music is the strongest form of magic.”

I was becoming the cold, emotionally crippled monster I always wanted to be, and I wasn’t so sure I liked it. But it was too late. The metamorphosis was already well under way.

When someone was willing to drown with me, I really didn’t want to drown anymore.

Hello world and hello universe. Thank you all very much.

I never said to be like me, I say be yourself and make a difference.

Art should never be an answer but a question.

In the end we’re all Jerry Springer guests, really, we just haven’t been on the show,

I remember growing up, saying you’re an artist it sounds pretentious but now it’s one of the only dignified things that you can call yourself.

The mind is the greatest bomb.

Everybody has a light and a dark side, and neither can exist without the other.

Anyone I may have used should feel happy that they even had a use. It’s better than being useless.

Deep down, most adults hate people who go against the grain.

Find what you are afraid of, face it, and then you won’t be afraid of it anymore.

I’ve always believed that a person is smart. It’s people that are stupid.

I traveled into the future to get back in time.

I’ve seen my own death in dreams like this and it’s helped me appreciate life more. I’ve also seen my own life in dreams and it’s helped me appreciate death more.

The biggest sin in Satanism is not murder, nor is it kindness. It is stupidity.

Love is magic and magic is everywhere. You just need to open your heart to see it.

So i swept our stardust under the rug, and discovered a magic of my own.

You’re the secret whisper of the mountain. The fresh water stream that babbles down the majestic moonlit reverie. You’re the silent hush of screaming stars that ache my heart with the taste of magic.

Your smile is watching a flower bloom in love. Shy at first, then your brightness unfolds and you magically decorate the world with your flashy hues.

I believed in the magic we made, but you were the magician and i was merely your puppet on stage.

We were so beautiful together, I thought we were magic or even the greatest fairytale except there was no villain just a lost prince whose heart did not love his wildfire princess.

Traveling produce a magic kind of pleasure that understands who witnesses.

I love summer and sunny days but there’s a certain magic in rain. There’s a promise of new beginnings and growth that comes with rain.