I fold my hands under my head and tell the books all about you. They listen, Beck. I know it sounds crazy, but they do.

The problem with books is that they end.

I'm the same way about the bookshop. You know, I walk around and I feel the whole world is in there, the most important stories of all time.

Your lips were made for mine, Beck. You are the reason I have a mouth, a heart.

If we were teenagers, I could kiss you. But I’m on a platform behind a counter wearing a name tag and we’re too old to be young.

we’re too old to be young.

... and Lynn is dead inside, like a corpse. She Instagrams methodically, clinically, as if she's gathering evidence for defense, like her entire life is dedicated to proving that she has a life.

You are a monster, deathly, solipsistic to the bone and you’re blasphemous because all you want is You

In the cage, you feel loved, not trapped. Just like me.

and if anyone was ever going to live eternally in the light, I think it would be you.

What a shame to be so angered by what you don't have that you treat what you do have like it's nothing.

If you formulate your question properly, mathematics gives you the answer

He left his footprints burnt into my heart.

There was no sudden twists or ups and downs, just stories of that person's everyday life. The theme was "growing old". There were no beautiful wo

I suppose that the human mind can only stand so much grief and anguish. After that the fuses blow.

Miracle centered gospels do more damage than good to the listeners and nation.

If you can't be a good example then you'll just have to be a horrible warning.

God is not pre-occupied with sin, He’s already dealt with it.

They say great themes make great novels

A man is given the choice between loving women and understanding them

I don't think the label cares about an album... People just want their number-one record.