I don't know how people do it these days - paparazzi and that kind of thing. That's something I can't even imagine.

The sorrow grows bigger when the sorrow's denied.

If he can't sleep, how will he ever dream?

Sometimes, whether you like it or not, people elevate you. It's real easy to fall.

Dream the dreams of other men, you'll be no ones rival.

Worship the music, not the musicians.

If there was anything that I learned with my own writing process, maybe there's too many choices what to write about. Just the amount of subject matter in the world these days; maybe that feels chaotic for me.