Once again Love, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet and inescapable, crawling thing, seizes me.

You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us

Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.

What cannot be said will be wept.

Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us

Whatever one loves most is beautiful.

Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.

Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.

Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.

All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.

Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees

…growing a little tiresome on account of some mysterious internal discomfort that the local practitioner diagnosed as imagination

The only thing worth listening to is your conscience.

This movie [Moana] has a very small cast, and this was the role [Heihei] that they offered me. I loved voicing him.

Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.

The woman who creates and sustains a home, and under whose hands children grow up to be strong and pure men and women, is a creator second only to God.

Yet, our achievements also mask many continuing failings and seem to expose more future dangers.

I guess because deejaying has become my job, I tend to listen to really horrible stuff on my spare time. If you heard my iPod you'd be like, "what the hell?"

Spirit is the presence of what concerns us ultimately, the ground of our being and meaning.

If I were a flowerpot, I would've checked my hair. ~Carter Kane

A soup like this is not the work of one man. It is the result of a constantly refined tradition. There are nearly a thousand years of history in this soup.