If people have split views about your work, I think it's flattering. I'd rather have them feel something about it than dismiss it.

If I cannot fly, let me sing.

Success is like failure, It's how you perceive it, It's what you do with it, not how you achieve it.

The only reason to write is from love.

Art, in itself, is an attempt to bring order out of chaos.

Any moment, big or small, Is a moment, after all. Seize the moment, skies may fall Any moment.

Anything you do, let it come from you. Then it will be new.

I love the theater as much as music, and the whole idea of getting across to an audience and making them laugh, making them cry - just making them feel - is paramount to me.

Musicals are, by nature, theatrical, meaning poetic, meaning having to move the audience's imagination and create a suspension of disbelief, by which I mean there's no fourth wall.

Swing your razor wide! Sweeney, hold it to the skies!

All the best performers bring to their role something more, something different than what the author put on paper. That's what makes theatre live. That's why it persists.

You answer to none but the whim of your own black heart.

The branches are a storm around me, and I fall into a deep well of green. The needles and limbs rush past. It is a whirling motion of green and brown branches.

The man who boasts he never made a mistake is often married to the woman who did.

Now I'm his dad, I live for [my son]. I have a responsibility. It's a big responsibility.

Ford... you're turning into a penguin. Stop it.

Writing to me is a voyage, an odyssey, a discovery, because I'm never certain of precisely what I will find.

The wife, where danger or dishonour lurks, Safest and seemliest by her husband stays, Who guards her, or with her the worst endures.

I don't eat breakfast. I know it's the most important meal of the day but my body doesn't respond to it well.

There is nothing more despicable than an old man who has no other proof than his age to offer of his having lived long in the world.

I talk alot about death so I should do it soon... Maybe under the cold breeze of a bluish moon