Build your home in small moments of joy, and you will always feel at home.

— Charlotte Eriksson

... but I believe that music can change a life, because it changed mine.

— Charlotte Eriksson

... but I could also write about love. How a hand can silence thousands of voices and how someone’s smell can make you feel at home even though you’re a million miles away fromhomeand have you ever hurt someone you love? Because you’re angry. Because you’re disappointed and sad, and you just really wanted to love and be loved in return but life got in the way and you both said things that should never be said, and you’re angry but don’t know how to. Because you still feel this strange love for him, but you’re also fucking angry, and you want to hit him, but then hug him because hurting him is hurting yourself, and then hit him again because you’re angry! And so you fall on your knees because you’re hopeless to yourself and your own emotion sand that’s love, my friend.

— Charlotte Eriksson

But I was young and didn’t know better and someone should have told me to capture every second every kiss & every night Because now I’m sitting here alone, and it’s getting really hard to breath because tears are growing in my throat, and they want to break out, but there are peoplewatchingand I just want to be somewhere silent somewhere still But still I don’t want to be alone because I’m scared and lonely and I don’t understand Because I was alone my whole life My whole life was so damn lonely, and I was content with that because I liked myself and my own company and I didn’t need anyone thought But then there was you . ... So, someone should have told me that love is for this few brave who can handle the unbearable emptiness, the unbearable guilt and lack of oneself, Because I lost myself to someone I Loveland I might get myself back one day but it will take time, it will take time. This is going to take some time. I wish someone would have told me this. Someone should have told me this.

— Charlotte Eriksson

Cutting my roots and leaving my home and family when I was 18 years old forced me to build my home in other things, like my music, stories and my journey. The last years I have more or less constantly been on my way, on the road, always leaving and never arriving, which also means leaving people. I’ve loved and lost, and I have regrets and I miss and no matter how many times you leave, start over, achieve success or travel places it’s other people that matter. People, friends, family, lovers, strangers – they will forever stay with you, even if only through memory. I’ve grown to appreciate people to the deepest core, and I’m trying to learn how to tell people what I want to tell them when I have the chance, before it’s too late. …

— Charlotte Eriksson

Dear me, one day I'll make you proud.

— Charlotte Eriksson

Dear world, I am excited to be alive in you, and I am thankful for another year.

— Charlotte Eriksson

Don’t forget that the land is always out there, making its way, doing everything it can so you can breathe fresh air; so you can eat fresh food; so you can move and see and feel and think, and it’s on your side. The world is out there doing what it’s been doing way before you came here, it’s firm and strong, and it takes a lot to bring it down.so from time to time, just go outside and look at this spectacle. This pure painting right in front of your eyes. No one created it. No one owns it. It doesn’t want anything. It doesn’t need to prove anything to anyone. Furthermore, it simply is. So maybe, try a little tenderness. Just give it a chance to do what it can do. Just let it help you breathe and eat and move and see and maybe just try to live your life in a way that doesn’t kill this force of nature that is just trying to give you a world worth living in. A clean world. A fresh world. Paths, forests, oceans, animals, oxygen, water. That’s all it takes. Just try a little tenderness towards this world we’ve been lucky enough to build our homes on. If you take care of it, it will take care of you.

— Charlotte Eriksson

Don’t try to present your art by making other people read or hear or see or touch it; make them feel it. Wear your art like your heart on your sleeve and keep it alive by making people feel a little better. Feel a little lighter. Create art in order for yourself to become yourself and let your very existence be your song, your poem, your story. Let your very identity be your book. Let the way people say your name sound like the sweetest melody.

— Charlotte Eriksson

Do what ought to be done, here and now, to get you somewhere — anywhere.

— Charlotte Eriksson