Questioning anything and everything, to me, is punk rock.

My optimism wears heavy boots and is loud.

Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.

No such thing as spare time, no such thing as free time, no such thing as down time. All you got is life time. Go.

I am an optimist because I want to change things for the better and I know that blood has to be spilled and disharmony and cruelty are necessary to do that.

I have found the Iron to be my greatest friend. It never freaks out on me, never runs. Friends may come and go. But two hundred pounds is always two hundred pounds

It's sad when someone you know becomes someone you knew.

I believe that one defines oneself by reinvention. To not be like your parents. To not be like your friends. To be yourself. To cut yourself out of stone.

Strength is the product of struggle, you must do what others don't to achieve what others won't.

There’s one thing about Black Sabbath which should not be understated: If Black Sabbath is missing any one of its members it’s no longer Black Sabbath.

We all learn lessons in life. Some stick, some don't. I have always learned more from rejection and failure than from acceptance and success.

Each opportunity to interrupt the onslaught of thoughts and return to the object of meditation is, in fact, a moment of enlightenment

I didn't do it, ' he insisted.'Then why did you run?' Sabrina asked.'And send rabbits to eat us! I'm a seven-year-old girl, ' Daphne said. 'Do you know how important bunny rabbits are to me?

I'll gladly settle for amnesia if I had to live in a world where I couldn't remember how much you mean to me.

I never listened to the Grateful Dead as a teen the only exposure I got was what came through the walls when my sister was listening to them.

Thou wilt find rest from vain fancies if thou doest every act in life as though it were thy last.

I believe there are certain things that cannot be bought -- loyalty, friendship, health, love and an American League pennant.

In New York City, one suicide in ten is attributed to a lack of storage space.

I don't know if there's any formula. I'm not sure I believe in that, to be honest. I don't know if there's any rhyme or reason to music. Sometimes it hits and sometimes it doesn't, really.

My definition of poetry (if I were forced to give one) would be this: words that have become deeds.

For it is with the mysteries of our religion, as with wholesome pills for the sick, which swallowed whole, have the virtue to cure; but chewed, are for the most part cast up again without effect.