In my heart's most secret place, I pity them as angels do.

There is a quiet at the heart of love, And I have pierced the pain and come to peace.

I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree If mankind perished utterly; And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn, Would scarcely know that we were gone.

Take love when love is given.

No one worth possessing can be quite possessed.

My soul is a broken field, plowed by pain.

It is strange how often a heart must be broken Before the years can make it wise.

I found more joy in sorrow than you could find in joy.

The leaves fall patiently Nothing remembers or grieves The river takes to the sea The yellow drift of leaves.

Wisdom is not acquired save as the result of investigation.

Inside, each of us has a purple motorcycle.

It is the power of questions that embolden us and keep us as expectant children, all the while developing the power of human consciousness.

This one is for our crew, but it’s also for all the weird girls and word nerds, for all the in-the-middle wickeds and queers and misfits and hell-raisers.

I play the keyboard, piano - I like making beats.

We are all good friends. Friendship is what endures. Shared ideals, respect for the whole character of a human being.

I was lucky to have my wife as the art director, and it turned out to be quite something - a great success. I'm very proud of it.

A lot of my songs deal with spirituality and God, and I guess if you're in tune with that, you'll read into it.

I like added pressure. It makes me work harder.

Channeling is just bad ventriloquism. You use another voice, but people can see your lips moving.

Rebel is just as bad a word as maturity.