I started writing songs when I started learning guitar.

I think everyone's so scared of other people judging them.

There's lots of interesting stuff happening in the world. Lots of good and bad things, and there's interest in music still, which there always will be, which is always a good thing.

I liked the idea of being a photographer, just that you take this one picture of this one thing that'll never happen again - it's a bit weird when you think about it.

Once you write and record a song, it becomes everyone else's song.

I don't know anything except being female, so I don't know the opposite of it.

The first song I wrote was called "You" and it was a love song about somebody who didn't even exist. I remember them all because I used to always write terrible poetry. I keep all my notebooks.

I think even though things are changing a bit, we still kind of tend to grow up with girls being like, 'Don't be too loud, don't be too rude, don't be too naughty,' or whatever, to act a certain way.

I don't like to overcook songs.

Artists thrive off each other, and when you see other people doing cool stuff, it inspires you to do cool stuff.

I've never liked songs that are about writing, or struggling to write. Maybe it's because it's too relatable to me.

God, I am trying to recover my faith. Please don't abandon me in the middle ofthis adventure, I prayed, pushing my fears aside.

Miss Leefolt sigh, hang up the phone like she just don't know how her brain gone operate without Miss Hilly coming over to push the Think buttons.

I suppose because I grew up a thousand miles from the sea and missed the great age of passenger liners, I have always been subject to a romantic longing for ocean travel.

Silence makes idiots seem wise even for a minute.

Timing is everything. It is not so much about who you know, especially now with the Internet, because anybody can become a superstar overnight.

Love makes you want to be a better man. But maybe love, real love, also gives you permission to just be the man you are.

But no matter how much planning you do, one tiny miscalculation, one moment of distraction, can end it all in an instant.

The things that really matter don't mix with idle chatter.

No one can resist the idea of a crippled genius.

No society could advance if everyone was smaller than his place.