Sarah McLachlan Quotes - Page 2

I was a pretty insecure kid, didn't have a lot of friends, and was picked on a lot, and music gave me confidence.

I think often sadness is a great place to get songs from.

I think sometimes all you need is to hear someone else say the same thing that you're going through to realize that you're not alone. I try to put some sense of hope into the songs, into whatever the situation is so that it's not just dirt, drudgery and a life of misery.

And music has always been incredibly cathartic for me, whether it's writing my own stuff or singing other people's music; it's very freeing.

Music is very nebulous, and you can conjure up a lot of moods with music. But lyrics - they're a lot more tangible. They're much more specific. And you want to say something meaningful and creative and artistic and that tells a story and that takes people someplace else.

Time is a beautiful thing. It's like when you meet an old lover on the street six years later and they don't look so ugly anymore.

I'm not one to sit and wallow - I would rather figure out a way around so I can move past it and be at peace with things. I don't like bad feelings gnawing away at me.

If I cried me a river of all my confessions, would I drown in my shallow regret?

You're in the arms of the Angels; may you find some comfort here.

Your love is better than chocolate. Better than anything else that I've tried.

If you love large, you've got to hurt large. If you've got a lot of light, you've probably got an equal amount of darkness.

I pull you from your tower, take away your pain. Show you all the beauty you possess, if you only let yourself believe.

I threw bitter tears at the ocean, but all that came back was the tide.

It's easier to believe in this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness, that brings me to my knees.

I've been so busy I haven't had a chance to go crazy. I don't party like I used to

I believe this is Heaven to no one else but me.

You've been gone so long from all that you know. It's been shuffled aside as you bask in the glow. All the beauitful strangers who whisper your name, do they fill up the emptiness? Larger that life is your fiction, in a universe made upon one.

I think I've become a much better singer and a much better player. Years and years of playing a couple of hours every day will do that.

And it's hard at the end of the day

We are in an age of technology where we sit in our little cubicles and we IM each other and Skype each other and never connect as human beings.

I go out on the road for much longer than I probably should and lose more of myself than I should.

In the arms of the angel, fly away from here....you are pulled from the wreckage, of your silent reverie, you're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here.

I'm a closet Backstreet Boys fan. They're very sweet

Listen as the wind blows From across the great divide Voices trapped in yearning Memories trapped in time

Hold on...Hold on to yourself. This is going to hurt like hell.