I come from a family who prided themselves, both sides, on memory. And I was told growing up, constantly, that I was born with a really good memory.

You fog the mind, you stir the soul.

You don't stumble upon your heritage. It's there, just waiting to be explored and shared.

Give us the strength, give us the wisdom, and give us tomorrow.

Say a prayer for the lost generation, who spin the wheel out of desperation.

I've always been in love with that Delta-flavored music the music that came from Mississippi and Memphis and, especially, New Orleans. When I was 14, I was in a wanna-be New Orleans band in Toronto.

We need to have a taste factor in our life. It isn't about what's popular; it's about what's really good.

Bob Dylan is as influential as any artist that there has been.

There is an extraordinary collaborative spirit when you are learning and growing.

Boy, do I got some stories to tell.

I love the idea of having a kid who says, 'Yeah, of course I knew about Billie Holiday and Johnny Cash when I was nine years old.'

Lewis wanted us to understand that the inner world is shaped by stories.

Christians are to be “the light of the world” [Matthew 5:14], illuminating the darkness caused by sin and giving guidance to a world that has lost its way.

I think that you can't help but bring pieces of who you are. No matter what you do, it comes through you, as a vessel.

And for the people who promote drones as the answer to everything, there is a danger from being distanced from the reality of the ugly mess of war.

I don't know if any of the people perceive themselves as having been made fun of.

I feel best in soft and natural materials such as cotton and silk. I wear collections from all designers. They all have outstanding cuts and extremely pleasant materials.

You have to combine both things: invention and innovation focus, plus the company that can commercialize things and get them to people.

You love the beauty that you can see and touch and handle, the beauty that you can destroy, and do destroy, but of the unseen beauty of life, of the unseen beauty of a higher life, you know nothing.

Virtue dwells at the head of a river, to which we cannot get but by rowing against the stream.

The good die first, and they whose hearts are dry as summer dust, burn to the socket.