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"Music, I think, he makes me feel like music."
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"Strains of music spring up, crystallizing in the night air like rain turning suddenly to snow, drifting to earth."
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"Music is happiness with a steady pulse."
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"Music is the voice that tells us that the human race is greater than it knows."
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"I just like to entertain myself by sitting down and writing songs."
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"Music has always been a matter of Energy to me, a question of Fuel. Sentimental people call it Inspiration, but what they really mean is Fuel. I have always needed Fuel. I am a serious consumer. On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio."
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"When can you understand that the music you play is very good? It is when people look at you but see no one, no one but the music!"
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"When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I am related to the earliest times, and to the latest."
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"You cannot taste a song but you can feel the tune relishing your heart where strings of music belong."
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"They all knew my name, but no one heard the music - I didn't look the same."
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"The kind of music I like depends very much on my mood."
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"Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you - sometimes I swear that just for a second time freezes and the world pauses in its tilt. Just for a second. And if you somehow found a way to live in that second, then you would live forever."
Time

"He is my world and my world is him and without him there is no world."
Love

"And you completely blow me away and rip my world up and everything else, and then you go back to ignoring me. "I blew you away? I squeak out before I can stop myself. He stares at me steadily. "You blew everything away."
Love

"You can't go home again — it’s not necessarily that places change, but that people do."
Philosophy

"It's so strange how life works: You want something and you wait and wait and feel like it's taking forever to come. Then it happens and it's over and all you want to do is curl back up in that moment before things changed."
Life

"Strains of music spring up, crystallizing in the night air like rain turning suddenly to snow, drifting to earth."
Music

"Everywhere he touches is fire. My whole body is burning up, the two of us becoming twin points of the same bright white flame."
Romance

"I put my forehead on his collarbone, place one hand on his chest. Its rhythm reassures me: He is real, and he is now."
Romance

"You can build walls all the way to the sky and I will find a way to fly above them. You can try to pin me down with a hundred thousand arms, but I will find a way to resist. And there are many of us out there, more than you think. People who refuse to stop believing. People who refuse to come to earth. People who love in a world without walls, people who love into hate, into refusal, against hope, and without fear.I love you. Remember. They cannot take it."
Freedom

"When you're completely free, you're also completely on your own."
Freedom
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