“I could express my feelings more easily if they could be put into the notes of music, but as the very best concert would not cover my affection for you, dear daddy, I must use the simple words of my heart, to lay before you my utmost gratitude and filial affection”

“If you could see my legs when I take my boots off, you'd form some idea of what unrequited affection is.”

“You could try and read my lyrics off of this paper before I lay them. But, you won't take the sting out of these words before I say them.”

“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.”

“Thank you, dear God
For putting me on this Earth
I feel very privileged
In debt for my thirst”

“I felt so unbelievably ugly for years. It was hideous. It affected my selfworth, everything. It was the bane of my life from 13 to 29. I grew my hair long just so I could cover my face. I tried everything, saw everyone, had years of antibiotics and nothing helped. Then, when I was 29, I was at the end of my tether. I went on Accutane, which is very strong. Your sebaceous glands dry up, you can't exercise, and you have very dry lips. But it was a miracle and it worked.”

“Dear Daddy-Long-Legs,

You never answered my question and it was very important.

ARE YOU BALD?”

“I would say that music is the easiest means in which to express, but since words are my talent, I must try to express clumsily in words what the pure music would have done better.”

“The world in books seemed so much more alive to me than anything outside. I could see things I'd never seen before. Books and music were my best friends. I had a couple of good friends at school, but never met anyone I could really speak my heart to.”

“It is deeds not words which must purchase my affection and esteem.”