Stop inviting walls into wide open spaces.

We were never tragedies. We were emergencies. You go ahead, call 9-1-1. Tell them I'm havin' a fantastic time.

If I didn't have so much of this life all wrong I would have gotten it right by now.

Everything is out there. That's why they call it everything.

The best songs are the ones about Georgia, even though I've never been there. It's the only place I still believe in Jesus.

There is a point when tears don't work to wash things away anymore. Grabbing for breath has now broken my fingers.

Pretend – inside your skin – you've got a friend, who's willing to give you everything you ever wanted in exchange for all you've ever been.