If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom?

All honor’s wounds are self-inflicted.

There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered.

The value of beauty and inspiration is very much underrated, no question. But I want to be clear: I’m not trying to be anyone’s savior. I’m just trying to think about the future and not be sad.

Some Christians feel guilty when they are doing something that isn’t ‚spiritual.‘ Somehow or another, they feel the need to hurry through the grocery store, dash through the house cleaning, and rush through all the daily aspects of life that seem irrelevant to their faith.

Science never makes things that do not have to do with what we feel, by which I mean what we want and what we fear.

I’m the type person, my safe place to be emotional is the booth.

Doubt grows with knowledge.

Some people can just let things go, but I can’t, especially if there’s something that worries me or makes me sad.

It is the heart which perceives God and not the reason. That is what faith is: God perceived by the heart, not by the reason.

Love is trembling happiness.

We should all be obliged to appear before a board every five years and justify our existence… on pain of liquidation.

I have made a few mistakes early on that I admit myself, and there have been times when I have gone over the top and done things that you shouldn’t do in international cricket, but that’s how you learn.

I’m inconsistent, even to myself.

Humility is to make a right estimate of one’s self.

I try to be the same person I was yesterday.

When you really don’t like a guy, they’re all over you, and as soon as you act like you like them, they’re no longer interested.

I do not know what I may appear to the world; but to myself, I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, and diverting myself now and then in finding a smoother pebble or prettier shell than ordinary, while the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.

I have the problems of, I must confess, old age.

All of my misfortunes come from having thought too well of my fellows.

Every man must do two things alone; he must do his own believing and his own dying.

I don’t have all the answers.

The word ‚happy‘ would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness.

The wise are wise only because they love. The fool are fools only because they think they can understand love.

Error is acceptable as long as we are young; but one must not drag it along into old age.

Conformity is the jailer of freedom and the enemy of growth.

When the prison doors are opened, the real dragon will fly out.

I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep.

One word from the Lord is like a piece of gold to a believer, who is like a jeweler, shaping and hammering out the promise for a number of weeks.

Some people carry their heart in their head and some carry their head in their heart. The trick is to keep them apart yet working together.

There are very few people who are going to look into the mirror and say, ‚That person I see is a savage monster;‘ instead, they make up some construction that justifies what they do.

Before you start some work, always ask yourself three questions – Why am I doing it, What the results might be and Will I be successful. Only when you think deeply and find satisfactory answers to these questions, go ahead.

The feeling is constantly growing on me that I had been the first to hear the greeting of one planet to another.

Actually, you have to be a little bit in love with your leading man and vice versa. If you’re going to portray love, you have to feel it. You can’t do it any other way. But you don’t carry it beyond the set.

I’ve learned a lot since I was a new mother. My approach to struggle and shame now is to talk to yourself like you’d talk to someone you love and reach out to tell your story.

Where the Mind is biggest, the Heart, the Senses, Magnanimity, Charity, Tolerance, Kindliness, and the rest of them scarcely have room to breathe.

You’re dead if you aim only for kids. Adults are only kids grown up, anyway.

Our country is that spot to which our heart is bound.

Since the beginning, it was just the same. The only difference, the crowds are bigger now.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.

Most of us are about as eager to be changed as we were to be born, and go through our changes in a similar state of shock.

Emotions are continually affecting our thought processes and decisions, below the level of our awareness. And the most common emotion of them all is the desire for pleasure and the avoidance of pain.

The finest works of art are precious, among other reasons, because they make it possible for us to know, if only imperfectly and for a little while, what it actually feels like to think subtly and feel nobly.

There may be a great fire in our hearts, yet no one ever comes to warm himself at it, and the passers-by see only a wisp of smoke.

There’s not a note of mine that’s worth the noting.

I fall in love every day. Not with people but with situations.

My heart, which is so full to overflowing, has often been solaced and refreshed by music when sick and weary.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

I feel like people can relate to me because we all go through wins and roadblocks and passion and pain, and it’s a vibe.

The mind of a 19-year-old is very different from the mind of a 26-year-old. You grow. You get into better relationships. You experience more, meet more people, better people. But when you’re in a dark hole at an earlier point in your life – you write about the mindset you’re in at that moment.

What women need to understand is that men don’t communicate. It’s not intentional or on purpose. We’re just not as emotional. You ladies feel like you have to express yourselves.

All the songs I write are about human dynamics, whether it’s with girlfriends, boyfriends, or family.

The heart is forever inexperienced.

If I had only one sermon to preach it would be a sermon against pride.

I long remained a child, and I am still one in many respects.

Change is inevitable. Change is constant.

Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.

Why is it that we rejoice at a birth and grieve at a funeral? It is because we are not the person involved.

I feel, as a songwriter, it’s one of the hardest things to do – to sit down and say how you feel.

Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why.

A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge.