I just want to put a feeling in all the music I make. It's a part of me. It's a story. I'm always and I'll always be working on it.

I make my music at night when there's no noise... Just me, my headphones and the silence. But I'm always making music in my head. It's like a non-stop radio!

When the people call Earth 'Mother,' they take with love and with love give back so that all may live.

I think it's important to share emotion, feelings. Everything the words can't explain. I just want to convey what I'm feeling, thinking.

I don't want to do something just for money or fame; I have to enjoy working on it! If I start to work for everyone and everything, I could not look at myself in the mirror again.

Music always brings great things and makes me meet amazing people. It's amazing.

I know my priorities... I love music and I will continue to make songs, I know it's not just a period in my life. But I am focused on my studies.

I'm maybe too rude with myself but the fact is that I don't know music theory so I can't tell myself "it's ok now I make good stuff," I need to improve more and more.

I realized that making music can help me to convey my feelings, and if it can relieve me, maybe it can help someone else?

I had absolutely no idea of how I was supposed to play. I never learned music! I was just thinking: "if anyone can do it, I can do it too."

Life is an accumulation of what your Heart and mind has pondered most, a conclusion of all you wishes, dreams and desires.

Historical materialism has every reason to distinguish itself sharply from bourgeois habits of thought. Its founding concept is not progress but actualization.

Even though homelessness reaches into the depths of despair, there's also a pride and beauty in it, as well.

Once I started to look i finally began to see.

Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly! There's naught in this life sweet But only melancholy; O sweetest melancholy!

You can choose to be willing for a new understand of God and Life to now be brought forth, and understanding that could produce a new way of life on your planer.

The whole object of science is to synthesize, and so simplify; and did we but know the uttermost of a subject we could make it singularly clear.

Incarceration didnt change me. In many ways, incarceration galvanized me. The totality of the experience helped me.

And I will look down and see my murmuring bones and the deep water like wind, like a roof of wind, and after a long time they cannot distinguish even bones upon the lonely and inviolate sand.

I cannot do it without comp[u]ters.