There's no half-singing in the shower, you're either a rock star or an opera diva

There's no half-singing in the shower, you're either a rock star or an opera diva.

Every day I lugged my backpack through the halls, waiting for the final bell. Then I'd race home and hole up in my room, playing the drums and the piano, composing music.

I know that life is a journey I must accept and that pain and confusion are temporary. I know that if I follow my heart, it will lead me where I belong.

If there is one thing that is constant in this world, it is the power of music.

Let me fall. Let me climb. There's a moment where fear and dream must collide.

When I feel confused or depressed, I remember back to junior high and I silently repeat, 'This, too, shall pass.'

Fly me up to where you are beyond the distant star. I wish upon tonight to see you smile, if only for a while to know you're there. A breath away's not far to where you are.

Music is what I always turn to when I'm feeling a certain way. It's my reason for everything.

I try to have a real close connection with my fans. That's extremely important. They are the ones that have been there from the beginning and proved everyone else wrong.

No matter who we are, no matter what our circumstances, our feelings and emotions are universal.

We live in a dark and romantic and quite tragic world.

So many mothers are unable to let their children go into the adult life and become literally attached to them giving rise to codependency

Regret is a waste of time.

You have to see the miracles for there to be miracles.

Some affixes are wildly promiscuous.

And it's tough traveling. You know, the hotels and the airports and all that. That part, eating and getting around to the hotel room and then going on.

The sentence im reading is terrific.

I am not in this business as a calling. I don't do what I do to right any wrongs.

A government must not waiver once it has chosen its course. It must not look to the left or right but go forward.

The covetous man is like a camel with a great hunch on his back; heaven's gate must be made Higher and broader, or he will hardly get in.