How do you mourn endless numbers of people in endless numbers of places? Is there a form for it, a requisite time and place for mourning? Is there ever an end to it? Can there ever be an end to it?

…they speak great swelling words of emptiness…

I breathe slowly and deeply. I make my eyes still under eyelids, I make my mind still, and soon, Sleep, seeing a perfect reproduction of himself, comes to be united with his facsimile.

Rock & roll is dying. It’s frightening to think about the music scene 20 years from now.

I love the passion you go through while you're creating.

Laughter shall drown the raucous shout; And, though these shelt'ring walls are thin, May they be strong to keep hate out And hold love in.

Fear is contagious. You can catch it.

If Thomas Edison invented electric light today, Dan Rather would report it on CBS News as, 'Candle-making industry threatened'.

Emotions are charismatic. Focused emotions are very charismatic. To lead people with charisma, you need to take charge of and focus your emotions.

When you put your hands and mind and heart into the knowing of a thing ... there is no room in you for fear.

Execution is the chariot of genius.