Does your love reach this far, God? And if it extends to heaven and beyond… why can’t it seem to find me?

I believe God spoke to you at cliffs. Her hand came to rest on the top of my head. But perhaps you weren't truly listening

Life can be hard in the real world.

My fate is like those envelopes – sealed and tossed aside.

You’re a teenager. It’s all complicated.

The best piece of life's magnificence is your slice of internal peace.

Don't try fixing something that is already broken in the first place.

I'm a professional fighter and like most professional fighters I have had difficulties with my hands in the past.

I don't see a benefit in accepting every single little morsel of work that comes along because I think in essence what you're doing is you're raping yourself really.

For storytelling purposes, there has to be conflict, but that doesn't mean the people have to be mean. I've never liked mean-spirited comedy.

Bad luck either destroys you or it makes you the man you really are.

You can always dream. Life is full of dreams that you can fulfill.

Lonely, ain't it? Yes, but my lonely is mine. Now your lonely is somebody else's. Made by somebody else and handed to you. Ain't that something? A secondhand lonely.

I want the feeling where you don't really know what to do with yourself - in the vocals, in the production. Everything.

I believe in looseness.