And the movement in your brainSends you out into the rain

If songs were lines in a conversation, the situation would be fine . . .

Time has told me not to ask for more, someday our ocean will find its shore.

Life is but a memory Happened long ago. Theatre full of sadness For a long forgotten show.

Do you like what you're doing/would you do it some more/or will you stop once and wonder what you're doing it for?

...you're a rare rare find A troubled cure For a troubled mind

I saw it written and I saw it say Pink moon is on its way And none of you stand so tall Pink Moon gonna get you all

Fame is but a fruit tree- so very unsound. It can never flourish 'till its stock is in the ground.

If you would and you could brighten my northern sky.

I think there's something extraordinarily nice about seeing the dawn up before one goes to bed, [] there's something uncanny about it.

I woke early like a condemned man to the naivety of birdsong.

You wouldn't believe that so much could change just because a relationship ended.

Now you're dead, and I'm buried.

Education, therefore, is a process of living and not a preparation for future living.

You've got to forget about this civilian. Whenever you drop bombs, you're going to hit civilians.

It is the least represented among us who will be the most affected first. We have a moral responsibility to protect them.

He had a heart that could have held the entire empire of the world; and, in the end, he had to content himself with a cellar.

I've never written nearly as much about place as people seem to think I do. I just write about class.

As a kid I was always a bit of a clown, a performer.

If you're going to re-invent healthcare you have to start from scratch.

I want, through my roles, to express the parts in the hearts of Chinese women that they feel unable to let out.