“Always appreciate the gift of life! Be happy and have fun!”

It’s been my dream since I was a child to somehow unite people of the world through love and music.

You ain’t seen nothing yet, and the best is yet to come.

Study the greats and become greater.

Feeling free, let us fly, into the boundless, beyond the sky, for we were born to never die.

Feel good about yourself. You have been blessed and you might not have even realized it.

I don’t think I’m better than other people, I think I’m different from other people, because I do different things.

When you know something is wrong for you, you have to make difficult decisions and trust your instincts.

Insult me all you want. Judge me as much as you want. Say what you think, everything you want. But one thing. Dont touch my fans.

My mission is healing, pure and simple.

I believe we are powerful but we don’t use our minds to full capacity. Your mind is powerful enough to help you attain whatever you want.

We can help the world live without fear. It’s our only hope, without hope we are lost.

I’ll never let you part, for you’re always in my heart

I do believe deeply in perfection. I’m never satisfied.

You can’t hurt me, I found peace within myself.

All of us are products of our childhood.

Real charity is giving from the heart without taking credit.

I think people who grow up in one particular environment, like the Alabama-Auburn game, they don’t ever get the same appreciation for the Ohio State-Michigan game or the Michigan State-Notre Dame game or the Michigan-Michigan State game, the Browns and the Steelers.

All of these things can occur with or without God. I do not believe in the existence of God, but I consider myself a spiritual person in the manner I have just described. I call myself a spiritual atheist. I would imagine that many people are spiritual atheists.

For an understanding that our immediate actions have long-term consequences, and for an appreciation that there are different ways of knowing and understanding situations.

I remember back when I was a kid there was a comic strip called Plastic Man. His body was elastic and he could make his extremities as long as he wanted. As a youngster I didn’t fully appreciate. But I’m now thinking Plastic Man was probably pretty popular with the ladies.

And they didn’t spend years painting your soul into masterpiece-like existence for you to waste it on someone who doesn’t appreciate you.

My darling, he is just a boy. How can he possibly begin to appreciate the constellations you leave in your wake, or the stardust in your bones, when he has yet to realize just what it means to be in love with a girl like you?

And the appreciation of fans can refuel your spiritual tank in those situations. But until you’re famous, people don’t realize how difficult that is.

Prayer and encouraging words change things. We’re all human. We all go through stuff.