What loneliness is more lonely than distrust?

My favorite thing in life is writing about life, specifically the parts of life concerning love. Because, as far as I’m concerned, love is absolutely everything.

I think women go crazy for a reason. It’s not like it just happens.

I can be jubilant one moment and pensive the next, and a cloud could go by and make that happen.

If you are lonely when you’re alone, you are in bad company.

With music, you often don’t have to translate it. It just affects you, and you don’t know why.

I really believed that fear is contagious.

Where does discontent start? You are warm enough, but you shiver. You are fed, yet hunger gnaws you. You have been loved, but your yearning wanders in new fields. And to prod all these there’s time, the Bastard Time.

One of the most terrible feelings in the world is knowing that someone else doesn’t like you. Especially when you don’t know what you’ve done to deserve it.

I lost some of my friends because I got so famous, people who just assumed that I would be different now. I felt like everyone hated me. That is the most unhappy time of my life.

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

We have to distrust each other. It is our only defense against betrayal.

The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy.

Waking up every day and loving someone who may or may not love us back, whose safety we can’t ensure, who may stay in our lives or may leave without a moment’s notice, who may be loyal to the day they die or betray us tomorrow – that’s vulnerability.

You should not believe your conscience and your feelings more than the word which the Lord who receives sinners preaches to you.

Anger cannot be dishonest.

You know how big love is? Love is big. love can hold anger; love can even hold hatred.

Even though I write about the human race, the further away from them, the better I feel. Two miles is great; two thousand miles is beautiful.

I’m such an emotional and sensitive person, so it only makes sense that my songs are as well.

I make a lot of expressions constantly. I’m animated.

To truly laugh, you must be able to take your pain, and play with it!

People like music when they’re in love, but they don’t need it as much. You need music when you’re missing someone or you’re pining for someone or you’re forgetting someone or you’re trying to process what just happened.

Those who don’t know how to weep with their whole heart, don’t know how to laugh either.

I put out one album one week, and I’m already worried about the next one. I feel a lot of emotion throughout the course of a day. But not to the point where you need to be worried about me.

We all die, we all get sick, we all feel hunger and lust and pain, and therefore human life is consistent from one generation to the other. We all – most of us, anyway – want connections with other people and spend our lives looking for them.

When the kids are laughing in the audience, I tear up, I’m so happy I did a nice thing.

The land created me. I’m wild and lonesome. Even as I travel the cities, I’m more at home in the vacant lots.

God doesn’t dwell in the wooden, stony or earthen idols. His abode is in our feelings, our thoughts.

We do not know what love is. We know the symptoms of it, the pleasure, the pain, the fear, the anxiety and so on. We try to solve the symptoms, which becomes a wandering in darkness. We spend our days and nights in this, and it is soon over in death.

No matter how dull, or how mean, or how wise a man is, he feels that happiness is his indisputable right.

There is no hope unmingled with fear, and no fear unmingled with hope.

Man is the only animal that blushes – or needs to.

I never fall in love.

My faith helps me overcome such negative emotions and find my equilibrium.

Life could be wonderful if people would leave you alone.

I wrote my first song at 12 and remember someone asking, ‚What were you going through at 12 that you could write about?‘ I get what you’re saying, but 11, 12, 13 were the hardest years of my life. You learn everything. You learn how horrible things feel.

Hatred is gained as much by good works as by evil.

I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.

I seated ugliness on my knee, and almost immediately grew tired of it.

I had to resign myself, many years ago, that I’m not too articulate when it comes to explaining how I feel about things. But my music does it for me, it really does.

When the people you love are gone, you’re alone.

The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of because words diminish your feelings – words shrink things that seem timeless when they are in your head to no more than living size when they are brought out.

O! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I would not be mad!

It’s time to commit to finding the answer, to search for life beyond Earth. Mankind has a deep need to explore, to learn, to know. We also happen to be sociable creatures. It is important for us to know if we are alone in the dark.

Ah, women. They make the highs higher and the lows more frequent.

Well, it’s looks like I’ve a love-hate thing going on with Monaco.

The more I grow in popularity, the lonelier it gets. Because you don’t really know me. You just know this part of me. You fell in love with that. But it’s way more intricate than what meets the surface.

There are no rules when it comes to love.

The more you stay in this kind of job, the more you realize that a public figure, a major public figure, is a lonely man.

There is nothing that makes its way more directly into the soul than beauty.

When so many are lonely as seem to be lonely, it would be inexcusably selfish to be lonely alone.

I don’t hate women – they just sometimes make me mad.

I think the perfection of love is that it’s not perfect.

My peers, lately, have found companionship through means of intoxication – it makes them sociable. I, however, cannot force myself to use drugs to cheat on my loneliness – it is all that I have – and when the drugs and alcohol dissipate, will be all that my peers have as well.

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.

As I’m traveling around, I meet many small children. And when I look at a small and think how we’ve harmed this beautiful planet since I was that age, I feel a kind of desperation, anger, shame. I don’t know what I feel; I just don’t know what the emotion is.

I’ve never thought about songwriting as a weapon. I’ve only thought about it as a way to help me get through love and loss and sadness and loneliness and growing up.

I am alone a lot, which is good. I need that time to just be alone after a long day, just decompress. So, I go to either my house or the hotel, or my apartment, or whatever – wherever I am, I go home and I watch TV and I sit there, with my cat, and I just watch TV or go online, check my emails.

My songs have always been frustrating themes, relationships that I’ve had. And now that I’m in love, I expect it to be really happy, or at least there won’t be half as much anger as there was.

A woman is the only thing I am afraid of that I know will not hurt me.

I hate violence, yes I do. It’s kind of a dilemma, huh?.