You might have to lose control before you could find out what you'd been missing.

You're unwilling to go out on a limb because it just might break underneath you.

Hope and reality lie in inverse proportions, inside the walls of a hospital... Doubt is like dye. Once is spreads into the fabric of excuses you've woven, you'll never get rid of the stain.

My mother used to tell me that when push comes to shove, you always know who to turn to. That being a family isn't a social construct but an instinct.

History isn't about dates and places and wars. It's about the people who fill the spaces between them.

You can be strapped to the most stable chair and still feel the world give way beneath you.

Music therapy, to me, is music performance without the ego. It's not about entertainment as much as its about empathizing. If you can use music to slip past the pain and gather insight into the workings of someone else's mind, you can begin to fix a problem.