I Do Believe Deeply In Perfection. I'm

In A World Filled With Hate, We Must Still Dare To Hope.

The Distortion Of The Truth Bothers Me.

Music Is The Soundtrack To Life. It Plays The Melody Of Our Being.

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.

I've Been Through Hell And Back. I Have, To Be Honest, And Still I'm Able To Do What I Do And Nothing Can Stop Me. No One Can Stop Me, No Matter What. I Stop When I'm Ready To Stop. You Know, And I'm Just Saying, You Know, I Will Continue To Move Forward No Matter What.