When autumn comes, it doesn't ask. It just walks in, where it left you last. And you never know, when it starts; until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart.

I think that one of the greatest connections and attractions you can have with somebody, is understanding somebody.

My fear is that I go up to the girl of my dreams and say 'I'm sorry, but I've got to say hello to you,' and she slides the stool back and gets up and walks away, saying, 'Not for me, Bub. I don't want anything to do with you.'

Sometimes I wish that I was a bong hit, you'd let me in and you would love every minute.

Have you ever loved somebody, loved her completely, but had to end the relationship for life reasons?

I believe that my life's gonna see the love I give returned to me.

The outcome of a still veracitless life. Am I livin' it right?