My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her... It's never over, All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter... It's never over, She's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever.

Somebody asked me what I wanted to do. I just said I wanted to…just to give back to it what it’s given me. And to meet all the other people that are doing it…just to be in the world, really.

Fight despite the crowds of the walking dead

If you do anything regularly for a while, sooner or later the weirdoes will show up.

Music should be like making love. Sometimes you want it soft and tender, another time you want it hard and aggressive.

If you feel blocked, do not turn to others, but look inside, in silence, for the enemy of your progress.

Thinking so hard on her soft eyes and memories of the signs that it's over. It's over.