Personally, I don’t like inherently happy people. I don’t trust them. I think there’s something seriously wrong with anyone who isn’t at least a little let down by the world.

I just happen to comprehend the low standards of the majority of the music-buying public, and I don’t care how condescending that sounds, it’s true. They always go for the shiny gimmicks. Always.

Has the industry done to music what McDonald’s has done to eating?

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

Fate is the magnetic pull of our souls toward the people, places, and things we belong with.

And when Paul dove to embrace me, the look on his face was one of absolute, perfect joy—the kind of joy that can't be reproached, stolen, or marred—the kind that only the innocent or the ignorant are capable of experiencing.

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.