As usual, no one's ever around when you need them.

I didn’t write that song to try and win you over, or to steal you away from him. I wrote it because I knew I never could.

Isn’t it funny to think that this magnificent piece of matter is in a state of decay? Really, can you think of any other living thing that looks this glorious as it’s dying?

For the record, if I were Superman, a pale, scrawny guy holding a guitar would be Kryptonite.

I've got my girl and my guitar, and for me that's enough.

Don't waste your time with fear.. Fear won't keep you safe from being hurt.

I hate that word, CAN’T. I wish it had never been dreamed up, spoken, or defined. I wish the concept of CAN’T could be eradicated not only from language, but more importantly from the psyche of a girl who I know is filled with so much CAN it seeps out of her pores and scents the air.