I've always believed in God. I'm just not so sure he believes in me.

I've always believed in God. I'm just not so sure he believes in me.

What are you looking at?” she asks. What am I looking at? My future wife? The mother of my children? The person I was put on this earth to find? Yes.

I'm a bit of a tease. I'd make out with a lot of people but not go beyond that.

The only good thing about times of adversity is that you realize who your real friends and fans are - and the rest go away - which in my mind is an OK thing.

I’ve always been a dreamer, have always believed in the power of love and art and loud, life-affirming rock and roll, but, for the first time, I’m starting to have doubts. Can a dream even exist in reality? Or does it turn to stone the second it leaves your mind?

This is how your heart gets snagged, like a balloon on a barbed-wire fence, this is where pieces of you get torn away.