Voice is not just the sound that comes from your throat, but the feelings that come from your words.

I will rain down silver and gold for you. I will shatter the black night, break it open, and pour out a million stars. Turn away from the darkness, the madness, the pain. Open your eyes and know that I am here. That I remember and hope. Open your eyes and look at the light.

Only the hopeless love God.

Yeah. Sure. My brother's dead. My mother's insame. Hey, let's have a crepe.

There is an advantage to be found in most everything that happens to you, even if it is not immediately apparent.

History is a Rorschach test, people. What you see when you look at it tells you as much about yourself as it does about the past.

The guitar's still around me. I slip it off and put it down. I want to feel him. To feel his breath on my neck. The warmth of his skin. To feel something other than sadness. Hold me, I tell him silently. Hold me here. To this place. This life. Make me want you. Want this. Want something. Please