Music is my mother and my father; it is my work and my rest...my blood...my compass...my love.

Somebody asked me what I wanted to do. I just said I wanted to…just to give back to it what it’s given me. And to meet all the other people that are doing it…just to be in the world, really.

I just want to have a completely adventurous, passionate, weird life.

I have no advice for anybody; except to, you know, be awake enough to see where you are at any given time, and how that is beautiful, and has poetry inside. Even places you hate.

If you feel blocked, do not turn to others, but look inside, in silence, for the enemy of your progress.

love is not a victory march, it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah.

I love anything that haunts me...and never leaves

Love, anger, depression, joy and dreams. ...And Zeppelin. Totally.

When all of this music sounds like you know what you want to say, then it will have been of all worth, ever. You will be something complete unto yourself, present and unique.

There's the moon asking to stay long enough for the clouds to fly me away

Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run

I can forgive you for leaving, but not for coming back.

Good luck is taking action on the intersection point of rising opportunity and your life preparation

Whenever anyone says, 'theoretically, ' they really mean, 'not really.'

People first concern themselves with meeting their basic needs; only afterwards, do they pursue any higher needs.

In the chain of my life, there were so many links, all of which tended towards bringing me to the fulfillment of my destiny.

I have realized that nothing else matters besides this: Am I doing everything God has put me on this earth to do?

Isana felt her throat tighten. "We failed." Serai lifted her chin and patted Isana's arm firmly. "We have not yet succeeded. There is a difference.

The sweetness is in having success with something you truly believe in.

I hate arrows. They try to tell me which direction to go. It's like "I ain't going that way, line with two thirds of a triangle on the end!"

time past and time future what might have been and what has been point to one end, which is always present.