As a school boy I played with a plastic grenade, it was grey and with caps, it was loaded. In the dirt we would cry and dramatically die, as it flew through the air and exploded.

Some people you don't have to satirize, you just quote 'em.

A suffering world cries for mercy, as far as the eye can see. Lawyers around every bend in the road, lawyers in every tree.

Look em in the eye. Make a gesture of inclusion, which he did all the time. And above all, have a chorus. So I learned from Pete Seeger to have something for them to sing.

Our leaders are the finest men, that's whey we elect them again and again.

Chris Chandler reminds me of my own self way back when - listen to him Now!

Don't slay that potato, let us be merciful please.

In its power, clarity and shear beauty, Mack Bailey's voice reminds me of no one more than my friend, the late John Denver. I love to hear this man sing.

Love cures people - both the ones who give it and the ones who receive it.

A global democracy works only when countries trust one another.

I wish I could write well enough to write about aircraft. Faulkner did it very well in Pylon but you cannot do something someone else has done though you might have done it if they hadn't.

God fails not to sow blessings in the furrows.

When I was singing "King of the Mountain," it was a pivotal point in the show. That's the song that took us from this concert setting of individual songs into the theatrical narrative piece.

Dancing is a spiritual exercise in a physical form.

A warrior cannot lower his head - otherwise he loses sight of the horizon of his dreams.

Ordinary people can bring about change.

To approach the stranger is to invite the unexpected, release a new force, let the genie out of the bottle. It is to start a new train of events that is beyond your control.

There will be rough nights but joy really does come in the morning.