I'd rather die standing than live on my knees.
It's very hard to concentrate when your stomach's rumbling.
I feel like in a way I'm starting over, with everything.
For a good 10 to 12 years, I was working non-stop and I wasn't really enjoying my success.
I love to cook.. but nothing that had to die.
And it only hurts when I'm breathing My heart only breaks when it's beating My dreams only die when I'm dreaming So, I hold my breath--to forget