Love is not love that wounded bleeds And bleeding sullies slow. Come death within my hands and I Unto my love will go.

Unpopular, lonely and loving, Elinor need not trouble, For if she were not so loving, She would not be so miserable.

I'll have your heart, if not by gift my knife Shall carve it out. I'll have your heart, your life.

If I lie down on my bed I must be here, But if I lie down in my grave I may be elsewhere.

My heart was full of softening showers, I used to swing like this for hours, I did not care for war or death, I was glad to draw my breath.

The world is come upon me, I used to keep it a long way off, But now I have been run over and I am in the hands of the hospital staff.

Hope and desire, All unfulfilled, Have more than ropeAnd hangman killed.

Prate not to me of suicide, Faint heart in battle, not for pride I say Endure, but that such end denied Makes welcomer yet the death that's to be died.

Into the dark night Resignedly I go, I am not so afraid of the dark night As the friends I do not know, I do not fear the night aboveAs I fear the friends below.

Oh Lion in a peculiar guise, Sharp Roman road to Paradise, Come eat me up, I'll pay thy tollWith all my flesh, and keep my soul.

Customers do not want a lecture from you and they certainly don’t want some juvenile in a bad suit forcing his wares upon them

Happiness to a dog is what lies on the other side of the door.

I have never wanted to be famous, as such - fame is a by-product.

Change lays not her hand upon truth.

Country radio certainly widens the boundaries of what I can do. Other artists may do something more edgy that gets on radio and that opens the door for me to be more edgy, I think.

I didn't grow up watching a lot of TV.

I do not dislike teaching when the boys behave themselves.

Creativity is not a trait that we inherit in our genes or a blessing bestowed by the angels. It's a skill.

I used to get the feeling, and sometimes I still get it, that sometimes I was fooling somebody; I don't know who or what, maybe myself.

This contradiction lies here: they wish God, and they wish humanity. They persist in connecting two terms which, once separated, can come together again only to destroy each other.