The only dreams that matter are the ones you have when you're awake.

Home isn’t really a place. It’s the people who makes it what it is. I have a great home.

Life: in all it's pain, misery, grandiosity and glory. I sing for myself, yet if others truly find inspiration through my words, then I have accidently done something brilliant in my life.

It is not our ability that limits us but our view/belief of what we can achieve.

Perfection cannot be reached, because nothings perfect. But things can change, and so can people

Never ignore someone who loves you and cares about you. 'Cause one day you may realize you lost the moon while counting stars.

Music, and art for that matter, to me is not about true meaning to anyone else but yourself. If I told you the meaning of it all from my point of view it would erase the intimacy of art. I feel like art is up for interpretation, so if I told you my meaning, how could you truly relate it to anything that “you” personally are going through?? That is the beauty of art and music in particular