All you really have... is now.

The main thing I wanted to say, and thankfully it’s what most people say they get out of the book, is simply an acknowledgement that we do affect each other in ways we can’t predict.

No one knows for certain how much impact they have on the lives of other people. Oftentimes, we have no clue. Yet we push it just the same.

You can hear rumors. But you can't know them.

You can't stop the future You can't rewind the past The only way to learn the secret ...is to press play.

I've always loved brainstorming with other writers, and I consider having my work critiqued a part of that brainstorming.

And at some point, the struggle becomes too much-too tiring-and you consider letting go. Allowing tragedy... or whatever... to happen.

You can't go back to how things were. How you thought they were. All you really have is...now.

Everything...affects everything

After all, how often do we get a second chance?

In the end....everything matters.

Love set the soul on spiritual fire.

It seemed like we were losing every night for a different reason. Now we're winning a different way every time. It's a great feeling.

I do find myself drawn more to pieces that I feel are wrestling with the way that we're living now, what we're all going through.

There's no locality on the web - every market is a global market.

That is the consolation of a little mind; you have the fun of changing it without impeding the progress of mankind.

I think your teenage years define your musical roots forever. You're always looking for a theme for your high school years.

The ambitious climb high and perilous stairs, and never care how to come down; the desire of rising hath swallowed up their fear of a fall.

Somewhere near you, somebody right now is trying to help the indigent and poor - providing food, shelter, clothing or simple kindness.

Beauty within itself should not be wasted.