I Have The Greatest Fans

Its All For Love... L.o.v.e.

Damned Indecision And Cursed Pride.

There Are Two Kinds Of Music. One Comes From The Strings Of A Guitar, The Other From The Strings Of The Heart. One Sound Comes From A Chamber Orchestra, The Other From The Beating Of The Heart's Chamber. One Comes From An Instrument Of Graphite And Wood, The Other From An Organ Of Flesh And Blood. This Loftier Music I Speak Of Tonight Is More Pleasing Than The Notes Of The Most Gifted Composers, More Moving Than A Marching Band, More Harmonious Than A Thousand Voices Joined In Hymn And More Powerful Than All The World's Percussion Instruments Combined. That Sweet Sound Of Love.

Please, I Don't Want Anybody To Think I'm Starving, I'm Not. My Health Is Perfect, Actually.

Holding On To Love Is Not Wrong, But You Need To Learn To Hold It Lightly, Caressingly. Let It Fly When It Wants. When It's Allowed To Be Free, Love Is What Makes Life Alive, Joyful, And New. As Long As Love Is In My Heart, It's Everywhere.