We have to create; it is the only thing louder than destruction.
Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they're falling like they're falling in love with the ground.
If love did not exist, I would be so goddamn sane.
I know a thousand things louder than a soldier's gun; I know the heartbeat of his mother.
If youโre handing out flashlights in the dark, start handing out stars.
Hey, are you a boy or a โ never mind, can I have a push on the swing?โ And some day, yโall, when we grow up, itโs all gonna be that simple.