My Hits Are Not Hits.

I Find Myself In Situations That I Know Would Be Unbelievable Pictures And I Have To Gauge, Is This Worth Taking The Camera Out? Am I Gonna Lose The Moment? Am I Gonna Get A Dirty Look From Sting?

I Scientifically Engineer My Music To Be As Accessible As Possible.

Everybody Is Just A Stranger, But That's The Danger In Going My Own Way.

It's So Interesting How Success Hits People And How They React To It.

Love Is Like Grass. If You Fall On It, It May Leave A Stain And Some Temporary Pain. But You'll Get Over The Pain, It Will Eventually Stop Hurting. Now Maybe The Stain Ruined Your Favourite Pair Of Jeans, Or Maybe It Was Nothing Special That Was Ruined, But Either Way The Stain Remains There. And With Time, It Will Begin To Fade, But It Will Always Be There, A Permanent Reminder That You, Too, Once Fell.