All flowers in time bend towards the sun, I know you say there's no one for you, But here is one.

Maybe I'm too young to keep good love from going wrong, but tonight you're on my mind, so you never know.

The most audacious thing I could possibly state in this day and age is that life is worth living. It's worth being bashed against. It's worth getting scarred by. It's worth pouring yourself over every one of its coals.

She's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever.

Words are beautiful but restricted. They're very masculine, with a compact frame. But voice is over the dark, the place where there's nothing to hang on: it comes from a part of yourself that simply knows, expresses itself, and is.

I'm lying in my bed, blanket is warm, this body will never keep me safe from harm. I still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal. Touch my skin to keep me whole. If only you'd come back to me. To feel you at my side, wouldn't need no Mojo Pin to keep me satisfied.

I just want to be a guy with a guitar.

To young to hold on and to old to just break free and run.

A tune has to resonate with whatever is happening around it.

I made a statement all my own.

I resent the fact that a parental warning sticker has to be included on an album as cover art. To me that's censorship.

I sacrificed my anonymity for my father, whereas he sacrificed me for his fame.

I'm convinced I got signed because of who I am. And it makes me sad.

I've already created my own thing.

Kiss me out of desire, but not consolation.

Music was like my first real toy. I was an only child for a while, and I was alone a lot of the time - and I liked it. I still like being alone.

The people who raised me musically are my mother, who is a classically trained pianist, and my stepfather.

Thinking so hard on her soft eyes and memories of the signs that it's over. It's over.

I don't want my reputation to take me over, I just want to be judged on my songs. I want people to come and see me because they want to, not because fashion dictates it.

I want to be ripped apart by music. I want it to be something that feeds and replenishes, or that totally sucks the life out of you. I want to be dashed against the rocks.