From the dark end of the street - To the bright side of the road - We'll be lovers once again on the - Bright side of the road

Smell the sea and feel the sky.

The fog of illusion, the fog of confusion is hanging all over the world.

Have I told you lately that I love you, have I told you lately there's no one above you. Fill my heart with gladness, take away all my sadness, ease my troubles, that's what you do.

These are the days of the endless summer, these are the days, the time is now. There is no past, there's only future, there's only here, there's only now.

Hark, now hear the sailors cry, smell the sea, and feel the sky let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic.

You gotta fight every day to keep mediocrity at bay.

Music is spiritual. The music business is not.

Let your soul and spirit fly.

Meet them halfway with love, peace, and persuasion, and expect them to rise for the occasion.

I think Paul McGuinness and U2 created the Irish music industry. It certainly wasn't there before that.

I believe in the forgiveness of sin and the redemption of ignorance.

No one has ever changed the outcomes of the future by constantly worrying about it. Therefore, your goal should be to always focus on the present and give it all that you have in you.

We must step out of our digital avatars, and come together and have face-to-face dialogue as often as possible.

It has been well said that a hungry man is more interested in four sandwiches than four freedoms.

He was a father. That's what a father does.Eases the burdens of those he loves. Saves the ones he loves from painful last images that might endure for a lifetime.

One thing I don't think that we have enough of in wine writing is the use of cause and effect. Whatever wine tastes like, whatever you're going to do with it, it is as it is for a reason.

Ideas are of themselves extraordinarily valuable, but an idea is just an idea. Almost anyone can think up an idea. The thing that counts is developing it into a practical product.

Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere.

The last time I saw that crooked stupid smile on your face, I got-a-so mad, but then I realized...that crooked stupid smile is there all the time.

If you come into my house, I'm going to fight much more viciously to get you out than if we were on a neutral piece of land.