Let freedom ring, let the white dove sing, let the weak be strong, let the right be wrong... it's Independence Day.

The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask It's hard to see the pain behind the mask Bearing the burden of a secret storm Sometimes she wishes she was never born

In my daughter's eyes, I am a hero, I am strong and wise, and I know no fear, but the truth is plain to see, she was sent to rescue me, I see who I want to be, in my daughter's eyes.

Love's the only house big enough for all the pain in the world.

I grew up in the country surrounded by music.

I am happy that women can relate to my songs, and hopefully men can too.

Baby, I've tried to find a place inside your heart. Oh, but it's hard to start a fire without a spark.

I think we should all be tolerant of each other and embrace each others' strengths and differences and uniqueness and beauty.

Every show, every audience is different, and I just love leaving the venue feeling like we all know each other a little bit better.

I believe everything in moderation. But breakfast is important. I have two hard-boiled or scrambled eggs with whole-wheat toast and try to get some fruit in there.

I listen to music I'm looking to record or catch up on news and TV, whatever is on the TV at the gym!

Those who want to start a new journey, there are always new roads open for you

If this were a made-up story, it would begin at night, with a storm blowing and owls hooting and rattling noises under the bed.

I normally can't stand vice-free people. They conflate a narcissistic instinct for self-preservation with moral superiority. Plus, they suck the life right out of a party.

The complete irresponsibility of man for his actions and his nature is the bitterest drop which he who understands must swallow.

Your employees come first. And if you treat your employees right, guess what? Your customers come back, and that makes your shareholders happy. Start with employees and the rest follows from that.

Fun has to do with habitual activities but then also terrifically novel or unusual ones. It works as a sort of strange milkshake of those concepts.

When I was little, I used to work with my dad on the engine of his car. Mostly this was a matter of me handing him wrenches.

A building has at least two lives - the one imagined by its maker and the life it lives afterward - and they are never the same.

Of all the things I have been privileged to do and experience in life, the highest honor has been fatherhood. Wishing Fathers everywhere a wonderful day.

Business is business, no child's play.