Storybook endings never appear. They're just 'someone's' way of leading us here.

Tennessee helps me open up. I'm much more vulnerable there, more willing to talk about anything.

I don't really pay enough attention to what other people are doing.

For those two years in college I was constantly singing and writing and playing in coffee houses and stuff.

You've got to just follow your heart and do your best work. For better or worse, I have followed my heart. There is no doubt in my mind or heart that everything I've done is exactly what I intended to do.

Love like a phantoms lights but hold in the heart, it builds like the empty smile adorning a statue with sightless eyes.

The meanings get lost and the teachings get tossed and you don't know what you're going to do next.