Committing suicide so as not to be murdered is the worst reason I've ever heard of to die.

There’s nothing worse than falling in love with a person over and over every time you lay eyes on them, especially when you hate their goddamn guts

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.

There are things we never tell anyone. We want to but we can't. So we write them down. Or we paint them. Or we sing about them. It's our only option. To remember. To attempt to discover the truth. Sometimes we do it to stay alive. These things, they live inside of us. They are the secrets we stash in our pockets and the weapons we carry like guns across our backs. And in the end we have to decide for ourselves when these things are worth fighting for, and when it's time to throw in the towel.

I try to find meaning anywhere I can. It's the only way I know how to validate my existence.

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

I need to know that wherever I end up, in the stars or in the gutter, you’re along for the ride.