Love can sort of rebound and regrow and reinvent itself around a lot of things, but when somebody can't forgive themself for something, I think love sort of withers in that situation.

Man, I didn't think I stood a chance. I mean, she was way out of my league.she still is.

Sun on my shoulders and the wind at my back, bound and determined to get back on track to where the heart is..where it's been all along.

We all take different paths in life, but no matter where we go, we take a little of each other everywhere.

You do what you do and you pay for your sins and there's no such thing as what might have been.

There's a tear in his eye that refuses to fall. If it would land on me, that would say it all.

Art's for art. Money's for pizza.