I guess I lost my way, there were so many roads. I was living to run, and running to live, never worried about paying or even how much I owed.

I'm just trying to keep things simple, and just be a little more offhand and not get so deep into things. Enjoy what you got right now, because who knows what's going to happen tomorrow.

Call me a relic, call me what you will, say I'm old fashion, say I'm over the hill. Today's music ain't got the same soul, I like that old time rock and roll.

Those are the memories that made me a wealthy soul.

Stood alone on a mountain top, starin' out at the Great Divide. I could go east, I could go west, it was all up to me to decide. Just then I saw a young hawk flyin' and my soul began to rise.

The years rolled slowly past and I found myself alone. Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends, I found myself further and further from my home.

I write probably 80 percent of my stuff over the winter.

Mediocrity's easy, the good things take time, the great need commitment.

Up with the sun. Gone with the wind.

Wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then.

When you're in a relationship, you're always surrounded by a ring of circumstances... joined together by a wedding ring, or in a boxing ring.

Look back on Time, with kindly eyes -He doubtless did his best -How softly sinks that trembling sunIn Human Nature's West -

She’d decided that about eighty percent of what you believe about yourself when you’re twenty turns out to be wrong. The problem is you don’t know what your small true part is until much later.

Now I know we have the power to incite change through the Internet - keep sharing our stories, our dreams, and our struggles.

The rage of the oppressed is never the same as the rage of the privileged.

Nothing develops intelligence like travel.

I'm just not interested in daytime television, which is something you should remember the next time somebody offers you a daytime talk show.

Writing is like a mental masturbation to me.

When I die India will be found engraved on my heart.

Do not allow the Church or State to govern your thought or dictate your judgment

The real in me longs for peace. The unreal in me longs for power.