No it isn't very pretty, what a town without pity can do.

True love never runs smooth, that's what they say, but true love is worth all the pain.

Only love can break a heart, only love can mend it again.

I'm a performer. I've tried everything there is.

When the world outside my arms is pulling us apart, press your lips to mine and hold me with your heart.

Each morning I face her window and pray that our love can be, cause that brownstone house where my baby lives is Mecca.

When the mind is steady, it will not create any vibrations, and therefore one will get the result. Along with that, if there is purity of chit, then one will surely be able to get his work done.

Words, he decided, were inadequate at best, impossible at worst. They meant too many things. Or they meant nothing at all.

But what is after all the happiness of mere power? There is a greater happiness possible than to be lord of heaven and earth that is the happiness of being truly loved.

Love casts out fear; but conversely fear casts out love. And not only love. Fear also casts out intelligence, casts out goodness, casts out all thought of beauty and truth.

The scope of what I have to say determines the length of what I write.

One drop of hatred left in the cup of joy turns the most blissful draught into poison.

Alas! I do not believe that inspiration falls from heaven. think it rather the result of a profound indolence.

I always enjoyed doing transgender songs.

It doesn’t feel natural for me to write some diary type song. I want to write a classic like Yesterday but weird songs about meatballs in refrigerators come into my head – I can’t help it.

In my hometown, the sky seemed endless . . . but there was nothing to see.