Being young and female in America, you watch a lot of T.V., and you grow up on false images of what love truly is. We think the man with the best rap will protect and save us, about it's not usually that way. Then you learn love is something deeper and purer in form.

The same wind is blowing, and yet one of us may be cold and the other not.

Ends and beginnings there are no such things. There are only middles.

A circle is a round straight line with a hole in the middle.

As far as guitar picking, if I make the same mistakes at the same time every day, people will start calling it a style.

A man who keeps company with glaciers comes to feel tolerably insignificant by and by.