I was born to find goblins in their caves / And chase moonlight / To see shadows and seek hidden rivers / To hear the rain fall on dry leaves / And chat a bit with death across foggy nights.

I was born to catch dragons in their dens And pick flowers To tell tales and laugh away the morning To drift and dream like a lazy stream And walk barefoot across sunshine days.

We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide.

Don't you know That lovers make the rains, Call forth the sun, Re-route hurricanes, And exorcise earthquakes for fun.

There are men too gentle to live among wolves.

For wanderers, dreamers, and lovers, for lonely men and women who dare to ask of life everything good and beautiful. It is for those who are too gentle to live among wolves.

It's a treat to beat your feet on the Mississippi mud.

I have no past--the steps have disappeared the wind has blown them away.

I was born to catch dragons in their dens / And pick flowers / To tell tales and laugh away the morning / To drift and dream like a lazy stream / And walk barefoot across sunshine days.

What is life if not laughter and love, caring and compassion, fresh bread and crisp radishes?

When one with honeyed words but evil mind Persuades the mob, great woes befall the state.

It used to be, people were afraid to talk about Social Security. Now, I think people should be afraid not to talk about Social Security and start coming up with some solutions.

I've always played sport. I played rugby, I was involved in athletics, I played cricket... I'm an outdoors kind of guy.

Do men have a biological clock? I feel like I do. Something is definitely ticking!

I try to get a degree of realism in my music.

The amount of power freed by telling yourself you no longer choose to put energy into something can be remarkable. Be prepared for extra energy.

By the time you rise through the ranks, the culture of homogenization has bred the spirit and imagination out of you.

As a member of the House Subcommittee on Space and Aeronautics, I am a firm believer in the American space program.

Hey, ugly!" Annabeth yelled. I hoped she was talking to the giant, not me.

In the silence between your heartbeat bides a summons. Do you hear it? Name it if you must, or leave it forever nameless, but why pretend it is not there?