It's not a cry you can hear at night. It's not somebody who has seen the light. It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.

There is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in.

We are not mad. We are human.We want to love, and someone must forgive us for the paths we take to love, for the paths are many and dark, and we are ardent and cruel in our journey.

I don't consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.

I greet you from the other side of sorrow and despair, with a love so vast and shattered it will reach you everywhere.

I wish I could say everything in one word. I hate all the things that can happen between the beginning of a sentence and the end.

We are so lightly here. It is in love that we are made. In love we disappear.

May you be surrounded by friends and family, and if this is not your lot, may the blessings find you in your solitude.

We are so small between the stars, so large against the sky.

You live your life as if it's real.......a thousand kisses deep

Reality is one of the possibilities I cannot afford to ignore

Ethics and oversight are what you eliminate when you want absolute power.

The world is with you.

Rejecting God's truth b/c of mankind's hypocrisy is like rejecting mathematical truth b/c mankind's incompetence.

I am not discouraged because every wrong attempt discarded is another step forward.

I grew up in a reform Jewish family in St. Louis. Our idea of Judaism was no bar mitzvahs and a Christmas tree that had a skirt at the bottom embroidered with the names of my grandparents.

The home is the centre and circumference, the start and the finish, of most of our lives.

Let us not disdain glory too much; nothing is finer, except virtue. The height of happiness would be to unite both in this life.

I started in radio, again accidentally. I wasn't looking for this kind of work at all.

Come landlord fill a flowing bowl until it does run over, Tonight we will all merry be--tomorrow we'll get sober.

Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond; But is there anything Beyond?