If you keep picking at that scab on your heart, it won't heal.

it is always yesterday, tomorrow, and 3 years ago today. It is always your birthday. It is always the future, the present, and the past. It is always eternity that will last.

I am at times prisoner to the darkness. Light will find a way in I am always assured. The sun has not died. The moon has not died. I live.

We were bullied, broken, built up, bronzed and polished. We grew dull, dusty, doubtful, dark, and forgetful.Yet we still know that we can love deeply.

Dear Optimism, nice to see you. I've got an extra room, how about you stay for a while.

What are we doing? Are we talking? Are we having fun? Are we building, destroying, remembering, or forgetting love?

I know gray areas too well. I write for silent audiences.

I jumped into a crowd full of "u"s they turned into underscores. Hit the pavement hard.” visualization words

Different cities visit us daily, they exist in the clouds.

I’m Enjoying creating my new soundtrack Julie ( Italo – Dance Mix ), , , , it’s real amazing to create music about a great friend you had in your life, Julie ..I love you eternally

Nothing is free in this world. That which comes before you is your very own.

Old age has a great sense of calm and freedom when the passions relax their hold, then, as Sophocles says, we are free from the grasp, not of one mad master only, but of many.

A wise man will make haste to forgive, because he knows the true value of time, and will not suffer it to pass away in unnecessary pain.

I could write another collection of personal essays from what has happened to me in the last year alone. I don't seek out my material - it finds me. I am magnetic, somehow.

I need energy every day. Whether I'm leaving home and going to practice or getting in the car with my two kids to take my son to school - I need all the energy I can get.

People hate people just cause they want someone different to hate.

The profoundest distances are never geographical.

Nirvana is the complete silencing of concepts.

When you are in the future, the past looks different.