Everyone has a secret world inside of them. All of the people of the world, I mean. Everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands maybe.

I don’t have to prove anything to anyone. I only have to follow my heart and concentrate on what I want to say to the world. I run my world.

"The power of a story is in its ability to heal."

夜晚是我的爱人，音乐是我的情妇。

In the end, all we have are the stories we tell ourselves.