Dreams are born from the Rubbles of Pain.

Since 1857 we know what we are capable of, And Since 1947 we know what is at Stake.

Throughout the life we keep asking for something or other from God but often forget that he has already given us the best thing at our birth - A beautiful Life.

Think before you speak. Your own words can cure or curse you. The power in your tongue can spill blessings or lessons.

Humanities are the instructors of enchantment.

Which is when I decided I would never love anyone again because you just felt like an idiot when you put love out there and it didn't come back your way.

Maybe the bike is more dangerous, but the passion for the car for me is second to the bike.

If you can do something that doesn't rely on a major melody but still sounds immediate rather than being obtuse and devoid of anything to catch onto, that's great.

Since sane people rarely surround themselves with furnishings which they personally find repellent, it is logical to assume that it will generate a bit of goodwill to enthuse about those they have.

I never set out to write songs about the world around me... it just kind of came about as a result of paying more attention to things.

Do we ask what profit the little bird hopes for in singing?

A religion that teaches you God is something outside the world--something separate from everything you see, smell, taste, touch, and hear--is nothing but a cheap hustle.

I run on the road long before I dance under the lights.