I keep breaking things, as if to see what's going on inside of me.

Walking away ends a battle in the heart of one, and starts a war in the soul of another.

I didn't want to sing.I wanted to be music.

The most beautiful things often stand alone.

We write to go on living, after we have died.

If God could transcribe my heart, it'd still read "I love you".

Poetry is a storm asking peace to dance with her.

There is still peace left in the world, and only those with beauty in their soul, care enough to be it.

My life is a room filled with love letters and goodbye notes.

This empty shell holds nothing but the echoes of what was.

I have these knives in my chest that can't become words.

3 people will leave you alone, at any point in your life.1. The one who don’t Love you. 2. The one who don’t Trust u or who don't Believe on you.3. The one who don’t have Respect for you.

I’m different, ” said the Kid. “My gran always said I was half clever, half stupid, and half crazy.

It is in self-limitation that a master first shows himself.

One problem I have definitely solved is the problem of not having enough to worry about.

My rhyming skills got you climbing hills, I'll travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills.

I've done my damndest to rip a reader's nerves to rags, I don't want him satisfied.

Laughter is one of the very privileges of reason, being confined to the human species.

I don't want to overemphasize this, but not a day goes by when I don't think about my mother and what she would think about what I just did. I often adjust my approach.

Well, my mom taught public school music for almost 40 years. And she's about 5 feet - and very mighty. And she would control her kids a lot by giving them the eye, or the stare.