I consider myself a crayon... I may not be your favorite color but one day you'll need me to complete your picture.

We don't want people to have expectations of us, but then we have expectations of everybody else.

Let optimists rule the world.

For the past several years, I have remained what others would consider underground. I did this in order to build a community of people, like-minded in their desire for freedom and the right to pursue their goals and lives without being manipulated and controlled by a media protected military industrial complex with a completely different agenda.

I keep letting you back in. How can I explain myself? As painful as this thing has been, I just can't be with no one else.

You don't know how much artists go through to make it look so easy. It's all in the practice.

The sweetest thing I've ever known was like the kiss on the collarbone, the soft caress of happiness, the way you walk, your style of dress, I wish I didn't get so weak, oh baby just to hear you speak, makes me argue just to see how much your in love with me