AcceptanceThere are things I missthat I shouldn't, and those I don'tthat I should.Sometimes we wantwhat we couldn't—sometimes we lovewho we could.

TimeYou were the oneI wanted mostto stay.But time could notbe kept at bay.The more it goes, the more it's gone—the more it takes away.

One day you will be nostalgic for today.

...you cannot control the depth of a wound another inflicts upon you.

Some pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future.

There is a certain quality to words that when strung in a certain way--has an almost hypnotic effect.

I did not know that it was love until I knew.

It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.

He deftly dealt his swiftest blow--I fell further than, I was meant to go.

Because someday, in one way or another, you will be taken from me or I you.

The glass bottle does not know its own contents. It has no idea whether it is a vessel for the most delicious apple cider, a lovingly crafted wine, or a bitter poison.

If it doesn't open, it's not your door

You're not interesting in the least, " she spat. "I don't need to be, " I smiled. "That's what you need...And you're welcome to it.

We're Americans! Do you know what that means? It means our forefathers were kicked out of every decent country in the world.

You have to be who you are, and hopefully they dig it

It is conceivable that what is unified form to the author or composer may of necessity be formless to his audience.

Photography is a lot like telling a large predatory cat what to do-while an audience of people you can't see watches you.

You might be a redneck if you look upon a family reunion as a chance to meet 'Ms. Right

Music dissolves the straight and narrow.

It is the mark of a primitive society to view regression as progress.

All of science is built on territory once occupied by gods. Is there some boundary at which science is supposed to stop?