As a child, I was this record collector/listener that would sit in a room and listen to the entire Beatles catalog alone, over and over and over again.

And if you don't believe the sun will rise, stand alone and greet the coming night in the last remaining light.

The words you say never live up to the words in your head.

Be yourself is all that you can do.

I'm not a lyric writer to make statements. What I enjoy doing is making paintings with lyrics, creating colorful images. I think that's more what entertainment and music should be.

And I'm lost behind The words I'll never find And I'm left behind As seasons roll on by

People don't realize how much fun it is to be depressed.

There's something about losing friends, particularly young people, where it's not something that you get over. I don't believe there's a healing process.

She gives the night its dreams.

What do you think Jesus would twitter, 'Let he who is without sin cast the first stone' or 'Has anyone seen Judas? He was here a minute ago.'

Everybody is influenced by someone.

Life is a gracious gift.

All right, baby, " Daphne crooned."Talk to Mama and tell me all your secrets. . . .

His head was on one side, listening to me, and that was such sweeness to me, that he listened intently. No one, it seemed, has ever listened like he does.

Giving back involves a certain amount of giving up.

The deepest dark reveals the starriest hope.

It should've been illegal for a man to walk around like that without some sort of permit.

Basically I listen to just about everything except heavy metal.

The Graces sought some holy ground, Whose sight should ever please; And in their search the soul they found Of Aristophanes.

I like seeing someone that can sing jazz and then flip over and sing a pop song and then sing a rock song.

And homeless near a thousand homes I stood, And near a thousand tables pined and wanted food.