I first picked up the bass guitar when I was twelve years old, and fooled around with it. By the time I was thirteen I got pretty serious about it.

I love what I do, and I intend to keep playing.

I read books when I have time. I probably spend a third of the time watching TV, and the rest of it is reading, but I read.

I can recall quite clearly the journey from Omaha to San Francisco which I made with the opera troupe

We cry to release the soul of its pain.

Deliver more than you promise.

There are no war stories. I ended up a bombardier, but I never got overseas. And it wasn't because I was playing baseball either. It was just a series of things that went on.

The musical is the one area of the theater that can give you the biggest buzz of all.

She was a remarkable person and the love of my life.

Quinquireme of Nineveh from distant Ophir, Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine, With a cargo of ivory, And apes and peacocks, Sandalwood, cedarwood, and sweet white wine.

I have always thought that writers come with any variety of attributes. Some are capable and some aren't.

We need Jesus every moment of every day. To say anything else is ludicrous.

After all, what is every man? A horde of ghosts - like a Chinese nest of boxes - oaks that were acorns that were oaks. Death lies behind us, not in front - in our ancestors, back and back until.