She's the gristle stuck between Time's teeth, and I love her for it.

Depression isn't a war you win. It's a battle you fight every day. You never stop, never get to rest. It's one bloody fray after another.

I saw the world from the stars' point of view, and it looked unbearably lonely.

We remember the past, live in the present, and write the future.

Dreams are hopeful because they exist as pure possibility. Unlike memories, which are fossils, long dead and buried deep.

We're not words, Henry, we're people.Words are how others define us, but we can define ourselves any way we choose.

That's the problem with memories: you can visit them, but you can't live in them.

Because you can only die once but you can suffer forever.

I was diamond on the outside, and I would not break.Inside, though, I was already broken.

But that's the difference between people and stars. A star's light still shines even if there's no one to see it, but without someone to remember Jesse, his light will disappear.

How ugly we must look to them, spilling light into every dark corner to push back the shadows, blinding ourselves to the true beauty of emptiness.

Information is not knowledge.Knowledge is not wisdom.Wisdom is not truth.Truth is not beauty.Beauty is not love.Love is not music.Music is THE BEST.

Work is a blessing when it helps us to think about what were doing

Accept periods of suffering with gratitude, knowing that suffering can teach you very important lessons.

The decisions we make in Washington have a direct impact on the people in our country, obviously.

How many persons must there be who cannot worship alone since they are content with so little.

Learning from other people is what music is all about.

My major league debut came at old Busch Stadium on Grand Avenue in St. Louis against the Pittsburgh Pirates.

I work primarily for the camera-it's not something I really talk about a lot, but it's part of the way I am as a movie actor. The camera is my girl, as it were.

Colin Meads is the kind of player you expect to see emerging from a ruck with the remains of a jockstrap between his teeth.

In creative endeavors luck is a skill.