Sara Bareilles Quotes

Set me free, leave me be, I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity, here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be, but your onto me, your all over me.

...time did what it always does: softened the hard edges

You loved me cause I'm fragile. But I thought that I was strong. Well, you touch me for a little while, and all my fragile strength is gone!

You are overwhelmed and haven’t learned to be your own friend through this yet. You will. Your fear of jumping without a net is so valid, and the trick that you haven’t learned yet is that that’s life, always and everywhere. There are no nets. Life is a big, long free fall, and the sooner you can embrace what is beautiful about that, the sooner you will start to enjoy the ride.

Something always brings be back to you, it never takes too long

You hold me without touch, keep me without chains, never wanted anything so much, then to drown in your love, and not feel your rain

You love the chase, but hate me for the run around

Things evolve into other things. Emotions do the same. Forever. Your best ally in all of these shifting seas is your faith in the fact that you are exactly where you are supposed to be.

Started as a flicker, meant to be a flame. Skin has gotten thicker, but it burns the same. Still a baby in a cradle, got to take my first fall...baby's getting next to nowhere with her back against the wall.

We're always making everything slightly more difficult than it needs to be, aren't we? Oh, us...

Maybe there's a way out of the cage where you live Maybe one these days you can let the light in Show me...how BIG your BRAVE is!

So you dare tell me who to be

Here's a simplification of everything I'm going through: You + Me is bad news.

Say what you wanna say and let the words fall out

Your a lovely creation, I'd like to think that I am too. My friends said I look better with out you.

My request was for courage. To turn and face the thing that scares you the most and do your best to stay there. I asked for honesty, which sometimes requires more strength than most things we do in our lives.

And so here we go bluebird, Back to the sky on your own. Oh, let him go bluebird, Ready to fly, You and I, Here we go. Here we go.

But you neither friend nor foe, though I can't seem to let you go, the one thing that I still know is that your keeping me DOWN!

where we learned we could make each other laugh, and sometimes that’s all you need to know about a person to know that being friends is a good idea.

So how do you do it, with just words and just music, capture the feeling that my Earth is somebody's ceiling?

Good stuff gets worse and bad stuff gets better, so you're better off to spend a little time making friends with all of it.

The melancholy that cracked open that night would eventually become something I'm deeply fond of, but we never know which monsters under the bed will become our friends, do we?

murmured, reminding me of the time I’d sung the Sara Bareilles anthem

I was struck by what kept her in place, her fear of hurting him. It reminded me of my own darkest moments, waking up one day, looking around, and not recognizing your own self, because you have given too much of that away.

All the colors Of the rainbow Hidden 'neath my skin Hearts have colors Don't we all know? Red runs through our veins Feel the fire burning up Inspire me with blood Of blue and green I have hope Inside is not a heart But a kaleidoscope

I hope these essays have been comforting to someone reading it if for no other reason than to watch me openly admit I have no idea what I’m doing. I suspect most people feel that way, even if they don’t fess up.

Don't run Stop holding your tongue

We're all stronger than we know, and we're all meant to leave a legacy.

My emotional hangover was thick and thorny and I felt antsy, wanting to crawl out of my own skin. I had hoped I would sleep off those weird, crazy feelings and wake up "normal," but my melancholy was everywhere and I couldn't pretend otherwise.

My personal best seems the most accessible to me when I am being as honest as I can be. At this point in my life, I am attempting to make choices that move me toward what feels authentic, while saying yes to things that make my gut feel spooked with possibility.

Relax. Everyone is going to love you! Just get out of your own way.

She connects me to my deepest truth and says things I don’t always feel the courage to say in my own life.

Always be chasing the sun. All we can do, is try, and live like we're still alive.

In the morning it comes, heaven sent a hurricane Not a trace of the sun but I don't even run from rain Beating out of my chest, my heart is holding on to you From the moment I knew From the moment I knew

It reminded me of my own darkest moments, waking up one day, looking around, and not recognising your own self, because you have given too much of that away.

And if you say we'll be alright I'm gonna trust you, babe I'm gonna look in your eyes And if you say we'll be alright I'll follow you into the light

... but what kind of heart doesn't look back ...

You are exactly where you belong, and your tender heart is precious.

Idolized my innocence, Stole it from me in the end
 Now I’m wide awaken and still paying for the poison they sold me.

Surrender is a healing sentiment to return to.

...we can choose to reflect the places we see the lack of love in the world, or we could try to be stronger than our weaknesses, and shine a light on something better. We were facing down our own personal Goliaths. I wanted to invite her to stand with me and try the radical act of simply staying put. To tell the truth and trust that whatever comes next is going to be okay.

We can understand the sentiment you're saying to us Oh, But sensible sells so could you kindly shut up And get started At keeping your part of the bargain aw please Little darlin' You're killing me sweetly with love love love love Love love love love

The kaleidoscope of experiences you have had this year are deeply meaningful and have enhanced your perspective on what actually matters. You have seen firsthand how fleeting and fragile life is and it has changed your DNA. Your tolerance for bullshit is lessening and although you are not always graceful with how you fight back, I love that you are a scrappy little lady. You are bored with the value system you see celebrated around you. Compromise is sometimes just manipulation and you are learning to identify that. You see a need for more people, women especially, to push back against the system that is in place and you've decided to do more of that. This experience will only turn up the volume on your voice the next time around. Hell yes to this and go go go.

...she has somehow heard your deepest, darkest secrets without even asking. She is blessed with an innate ability to make people feel seen, heard, and safe, meanwhile keeping her own vulnerability tucked just beneath the surface of her own skin. She shares it with only a very select and privileged few.

Things evolve into other things. Emotions do the same. Forever. Your best ally in all of these shifting seas is your faith in the fact that you are exactly where you are supposed to be. Stay put. Stay soft. Stay gentle and kind. Listen to your instincts. Meditate. Pray. Laugh as much as humanly possible. Pain is ok too. Say thank you for all of it. Feel proud that you have spent most of your life's energy on cultivating a strong connection to your own soul and the will of your heart. It is leading you somewhere deeply satisfying, but never perfect.

You are learning empathy, and what it feels like to be left out. This is going to make you want to be the kind of person who makes room for people who feel like outsiders, and it's going to serve you well. It's going to guide you toward people who love you for who you are, so hang in there. Trust me that things are moving in the right direction.

You are defending some unnamed territory inside of you that houses what's true. It exhausts you and burns you out.

a three-letter word that, when you break it down, refers to the thing in food that makes it taste good, so I love fat. (Hey bacon, call me. ;-) )

Let the world come rush in Come down hard, come crushing All I need is right here beside me I'n not enough, I swear it But take my love and and wear it over your shoulders

My whole heart Will be yours forever This is a beautiful start To a lifelong love letter. Tell the world that we finally got it all right I choose you.

By treating the mistake with so little weight, it actually became weightless.

Never mind what I knew, nothing seems to matter now Ooh, who I was without you, I can do without No one knows where it ends, how it may come tumbling down But I'm here with you now I'm with you now

Surrender is a healing sentiment to return to, and in the end, I'm glad that my heart was launched into the air by a careless kid, because I was gifted the opportunity of learning how to heal it once it hit the ground.

Sometimes I can be perfectly sweet Got this sugary me stuffed in my sleeve And I talk of ponies and rainbows and things And I'm just who you want me to be But like most creatures down here on the ground I'm composed of the elements moving around And I grow and change and I shift and I switch And it turns out I'm actually kind of a bitch

Does anybody know how to hold my heart How to hold my heart? 'Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go too soon I want to tell you so before the sun goes dark How to hold my heart 'Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go of you

You don't feel your own power at all right now, and I understand. Yours is not the kind that wants to announce itself. It is slow and quiet and tucks in behind things waiting to be discovered. Some people have power that is thick and neon-colored and races around the room making sure everyone pays attention. It's fascinating but it's not yours. You are learning how to hold yourself up and believe in the strength of your own conviction. That is not an easy thing to do, and you are doing the best you can. Keep going. I'm very proud of you.

My emotional world imploded, and there is nothing that could have been said or done to make it easier. No one was in the wrong, and maybe that is what made it so painful. I wanted someone to blame, but instead got the two people I loved most doing their best to navigate uncharted waters.

Or you can just start speaking up... -Brave

Fat means nothing. It's a three letter word that when you break it down refers to the thing in food that makes it taste good. So, I love fat. Hey bacon, call me!

I hate to break it to you babe, but I’m not drowning. There’s no one here to save

Nothing makes me more panicky and rage-filled than the worry that I’ve done something in order to position myself for business over the art. (And

We realized we could make each other laugh - and sometimes that's all you need to know about a person to know that being friends is a good idea.

... collectively they all taught us generosity, kindness, and inclusion, and that you always share what you have, even when it's not much. My parents managed to construct a little safe haven for my sisters and me to build ourselves within, which seems almost impossible to me when I think about how quickly childhood seems to disappear these days. They have taught me about the truest kind of love: the kind that is steadfast and strong, even when it changes shape.

For those of you unfamiliar with barrel racing: a buzzer rings and a rider hangs on for dear life as a horse shoots off like a bat out of hell toward some big empty oil barrels placed strategically at one end of an arena and runs around them as fast as he can and then races back to the other end of the arena completely of his own free will while the rider tries not to fall off or cry because she thinks she broke her vagina and thank God the horse finally stopped and is that my pee? It's really fun.

You are trying your best to make sense of a whole new world and a whole new self. It's scary to take steps towards independence and I wish I could help you feel softer towards yourself while you explore what that actually means. The dynamic nature of your experience right now is completely normal and those high highs and low lows are a ride that you will get used to and learn to appreciate. I know you are overwhelmed by your own emotions a lot these days , and that makes you angry with yourself. But a bird's eye view shows that there is a bottleneck building up, shepherding you toward your own discovery of songwriting as a part of your essence, not just a hobby. And you aren't alone. You are about to find a maze of people who share a love of the thing that will be your lifeboat: music.

Things evolve into other things. Emotions do the same. Forever. Your best ally in all of these shifting seas is your faith in the fact that you are exactly where you are supposed to be. Stay put. Stay soft. Stay gentle and kind. Listen to your instincts. Meditate. Pray. Laugh as much as humanly possible. Pain is okay too. Say thank you for all of it. Feel proud that you have spent most of your life's energy on cultivating a strong connection to your own soul and the will of your heart. It is leading you somewhere deeply satisfying but never perfect. Observe what is painful right now and see if you can stay courageous enough to share it wholly and honestly. Invite it into your house and be a good student. You are a patchwork quilt of all these past selves, all these wounded little girls, and they are all here too, listening in some form or another. You have grown into someone I am very proud of, and though I wish I could give you the gift of knowing we won't ever need to have this conversation... that's not really the point, and probably not true. The work is learning to love whatever it is, so for now let's do that, shall we? I love you, my beautiful girl, and I hope that's enough.

for Waitress, the Sara Bareilles musical,