Sometimes the good fight feels impossible, but I for one, am NOT giving up.

When I was a small boy, old people used to squat down to my eye level and ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up, to which my answer was invariably, "a pirate." Their stunned silence was always very reassuring.

Maybe some are so busy waiting, they forget what indescribable beauty is right there in front of them.

Usually, whatever's in front of me is what I'm focused on and it's 100% on that and then I kind of move from one thing to the next. Like, if I go to a restaurant and I order food, I always just eat one thing at a time.

Writing music is like tasting the sky. It keeps me dreaming in color.

He: "Whale you be my valentine?" She: "Dolphinitely.

Someone invent a NO LIFE alert so you can push a button and tons of people show up and hang out with you.