Bottom line, Eliza— you’re my home and my family, and I don’t want to lose you. I could lose everything else, and as long as I still had you and a guitar I know I’d be all right. Do you get what I’m saying?

That's the only way I could describe the music. It was the sonic equivalent of flight

We hovered above the moment like two rain clouds

The days will always be brighter because he existed. The nights will always be darker because he's gone.

Inside every believe, there's a lie.

We had pathetically simple dreams: to do meaningful work that we could be proud of, to be together, and to be happy.

For me, the release was a spot in time with no past and no future. Just the extraordinary simplicity of a moment— the kind of moment that has a funny way of making a person believe that life and love can last forever.