And when somebody knows you well, well there's no comfort like that. And when somebody needs you, well there's no drug like that.

The boarders have changed. My vocals explore different elements and you know it was really important for me to transfer the atmosphere of the songs with my voice.

In a church of my own we're perfect together I recognize you in the stained glass.

Unlock your mind, unlock your mind. Throw off the fear, and let us fly.

I've got this crazy dream of stripping down to truth and bone.

My mind is full of secrets I'm too afraid to tell. My body's full of longing for you to know me well.

Nothing falls like London Rain Nothing heals me like you do

You're the drug that works.

I don't think I can breathe now with you gone.

I think we make our own hell down here during our life times- the penalty for not being true; the punishment for fear; we suffer the consequences

It's not that I'm broken, and it isn't that I bleed. But when you pulled the stars from the heavens, it got so hard to see.

To see a shadow and think it is a tree-that is a pity but to see a tree and to think it a shadow can be fatal.

In my own work, I tend to cover a lot of time and to jump back and forward in time, and sometimes the way I do this is not very straightforward.

Women hate each other in science. You know why? Because the few that are around were trained by men. They survived by being twice as good and twice as competitive and twice as badass as the guys.

We are not our parents, Gabriel. We do not have to carry the burden of their choices or their sins.

Sometimes we can't do anything about our social condition, but we can do something about our condition of light.

For sportsmen or women who want to be champions, the mind can be as important, if not more important, than any other part of the body.

I dont know how to read. I get all my news from Jon Stewart every day.

While man's desires and aspirations stir he cannot choose but err.

I believe in the importance of individuality, but in the midst of grief I also find myself wanting connection - wanting to be reminded that the sadness I feel is not just mine but ours.

Honest criticism, I suppose, has its place. But honest writing is infinitely more valuable.