It's a Barnum and Bailey world, Just as phony as it can be...

April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom, holiday tables under the trees.

If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why oh why can't I?

Oh, innocent victims of Cupid, remember this terse little verse: To let a fool kiss you is stupid. To let a kiss fool you is worse.

Someday I'll wish upon a star.

Follow the yellow brick road.

I am one of the last of a small tribe of troubadours, who still believe that life is a beautiful and exciting journey with a purpose and grace which are well worth singing about.

They who meet on an April night are forever lost in love, if there's moonlight all about and there's no moon above.

This we learn from Watergate that almost any creep'll be glad to help the Government overthrow the people.

My whole family has been having trouble with immigrants ever since we came to this country.

Music gives 'wings' to words.

Quem pausa para admirar a beleza se torna tambem belo.(One who pauses to admire beauty becomes, himself, beautiful.)

Dating is like pushing your tray along in a cafeteria. Nothing looks good, but you know you have to pick something by the time you reach the cashier.

I'm really glad that Italy went out, they were playing boring football. (on Euro 2004)

I'm a business person at heart.

In the garden of our house, when I was three. My brothers and I had a jumping wall. I remember it as enormously high, but it was probably only about a foot and a half.

Nothing was easier to shatter than the fragile shield of an idealist.

I think that sexuality is only attractive when it's natural and spontaneous.

I don't have any hobbies. Music is my hobby.

Falling hard for somebody makes you do things you never thought you'd do before. Like pulling off an A in History or finally facing the truth about yourself

I'd like my life back.