My thoughts and wishes are all that surrounds, mysteries hold you then fly you away. You know you are my life, my lady of dreams.

One of the great moments of my life was when I could write musician on my passport.

Wretched excess is an unfortunate human trait that turns a perfectly good idea such as Christmas into a frenzy of last-minute shopping.

Sweet music, and your secret heart. Both have the healing grace.

Tattoo. What a loaded word it is, rife with associations to goons, goofs, bikers, tribal warriors, carnival artists, drunken sailors and floozies.

We receive all we venture to give. And one of the things I've learned over the years is that giving is everything, and taking is nothing.

You are the reason. If you want, you are the answer in the end.

We are all in Christs energy. We are all in the divine plan. We are all on the sacred journey, if you want to put it into some very spiritual words. And I like to sing about it, so thats what I do.

It is just a wonderful, wonderful time to be alive and to be able to be part of the ever-growing spiritual awareness that is happening around the world.

Sweet songs of youth, the wise, the meeting of all wisdom To believe in the good in man.

This state of independence shall be!

You are the Poem I dreamed of writing, the Masterpiece I longed to paint. You are the shining Star I reached for in my ever hopeful quest for life fulfilled. Yes, I am Blessed.

To ridicule philosophy is truly philosophical. [Fr., Se moquer de la philosophie c'est vraiment philosophe.]

I will say, with memoir, you must be honest. You must be truthful.

I believe in the God-given genius of certain individuals, and I value a society that makes their existence possible.

Waiting for the spark from heaven to fall.

The future belongs to those who are passionate and work hard.

Seeing results flow from my gifts is my greatest pleasure as a philanthropist - whether exonerating a jailed innocent or completing a Frank Gehry building. I want to enjoy my philanthropy.

There's a huge difference between being a replaceable cog on the assembly line and being the one who is missed, the one with a unique contribution, the one who made a difference.

This dream of absolute, universal equality is amazing, terrifying, and inhuman. And the moment it captures people's minds, the result is mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

People read with their ears, whether they know it or not.