“This is the same path that I know so well, that I've walked hundreds of times, but today, all I can think is that the more you walk down a path, the more you start to feel that you can… — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
“I guess it's nice to always look so put together, but it probably takes an awful lot of work, too. I mean, when would… — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
“Sometimes in the middle of the craziest moments in your life, you hear yourself say the most ridiculous thing" -Bea” — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
“The way I know when something I've written is perfect is that I feel truly connected to it in a way I didn't before.… — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
“If you don't share what's inside you, how will other people ever get to see how wonderful you are? Wouldn't you rather put yourself… — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
“I couldn't believe how many songs were out there that I'd never even heard of before. It could only mean there were tons of… — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
“...because it's not worth it to be with people who make you feel like you can't say what you want to say. Or be… — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
“Blind alleys mean you're going the wrong way. They're there so you can turn around and even try something else. Something even better.” — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
“It was a really good song. I liked how it made you feel like a book - and that the parts of your life… — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
“I guess that's the other thing about words that you let out. When they form enough of a path, you get to a place… — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
“But it doesn't even matter how different they are, because all poems begin the same way: from something you feel inside. Like being mesmerized… — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
“Something is happening inside me. It's like when you're searching for the right song that feels exactly the way you want to feel and… — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
“Because if you think about it, what is a blank page, anyway? It's a place where just about anything can happen" -Bea” — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
“There is the rustle of the leaves and the snapping of twigs. Only, this time, I am smiling as I wait for a flash… — Kat Yeh Copy Share Image
