I'm not a pacifist. I feel that there are situations where fighting is inescapable, but we don't go looking for those things.

But nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight / Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight.

When you know even for a moment That it's your time Then you can walk with the power Of a thousand generations

One day you're waiting for the sky to fall, The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all.

Sometimes the best map will not guide you, you can't see what's round the bend. Sometimes the road leads through dark places, sometimes the darkness is your friend

I'd always loved poetry and I'd always loved writing music and composing music, but I hadn't thought of putting the two together until around that time.

Little round planet in a big universe, sometimes it looks blessed, sometimes it looks cursed. Depends what you look at obviously, but even more it depends on the way that you see.

And I'm wondering where the lions are.

The trouble with normal is it only gets worse.

Beautiful rocks - beautiful grass Beautiful soil where they both combine Beautiful river - covering sky Never thought of possession, but all this was mine.

Gotta kick at the darkness til it bleeds daylight.

Self-destructive behaviors do not exist because there is a force within us that tries to hasten our return to an inorganic state

Even baldness becomes a beauty of a hairless head through the heart of acceptance

Why did I not know that birth is the pinnacle where women discover the courage to become mothers?

I want to lead the Victorian life, surrounded by exquisite clutter.

I was playing violin for a long time, about 6 years. It takes a while. You need very patient people in your house when you have a violin.

I only got the opportjnity to co-host a talk show because I failed at news.

Men such as they are, very naturally seek money or power; and power because it is as good as money.

Mmm. O positive, my favorite.” “Is it? I thought it was a cabernet sauvignon.” “So it is,” said Adrian, straight-faced. “My mistake.

He was my best friend. I would always love him, and it would never, ever be enough.

I can work myself up into a fearful, paralyzing state of mind that can last for days, weeks even months where I feel mad, totally isolated and alone, overwhelmed and completely out of control.