That's what music is for me. It's a place to go to.

In the creative act, you kind of reach down and look for things that will, when put together, create an emotional effect.

Wonder in everything No matter how great or small... Same thing that's scrawled across the stars Is written under our skin... There's a time to search for understanding Sometimes you just got to sing New horizons, new horizon within

I guess I'm just a heart-on-sleeve type of human being.

I don't know what I want, but I know what I don't want: I don't want to just repeat myself.

October's gold is dim — the forests rot, The weary rain falls ceaseless, while the day Is wrapped in damp.

There's nightingales calling, shooting stars falling, like jewels in the rain.