Why could we say more to each other when it counted less?.
I'm never sure why I do anything, to tell you the truth..
Whoever's inside is inside; whoever's out is out..
We Learn about love by loving..
I don't go where I'm tolerated. I go where I'm celebrated..
My place is placeless, a trace of the traceless..
So many cowboys....so little rope..
There's so many things that we could do..
The only negative thing is that I got into acting thinking, "One day I'll be a cowboy, the next day I'll be an astronaut. Maybe I'll be a fireman." I….
Je est un autre. (I is someone else)..
I'm not so weird to me..
The one-legged never stumble..
Some changes are so slow, you don't notice them, others are so fast, they don't notice you..
Maybe it's what we don't say/that saves us..
I grew up in Dallas, with cowboys. I was the only guy in sixth grade with long hair and an earring. Let's just say I got a lot of, er, flak for being….
I don't know how I want to come across looking, really. I just look how I am..
I loved all the parts of him, even the ones I didn't understand..
It starts with being unearthed. I like that word, unearthed, because we are being unearthed..
Everyone in his place and a place for everyone..
I'd love to work with Sufjan Stevens. He so gets it. He's amazing..
No one is ever going to be as good as I was.