So since I'm still here livin', I guess I will live on.I could've died for love--But for livin' I was born.

Looks like what drives me crazyDon't have no effect on you--But I'm gonna keep on at itTill it drives you crazy, too.

Out of love, No regrets--Though the goodnessBe wasted forever.Out of love, No regrets--Though the returnBe never.

The sea is a desert of waves, A wilderness of water.

Joe has sense enough to knowHe is a god.So many gods don't know.

Typical Xochi, leaving out important, death-related details.

On data: We are the drivers, not the driven.

A building is not just a place to be but a way to be.

We have places in America that really have been just forgotten.

The way that I work is that I try to work in metaphors, and you can't write a metaphor unless you know where you're going, so I always think about the future.

Note to self: If you can't hear God when you pray, shut up.

Self-Checkout Line – The place where customers of an establishment become unpaid employees of the establishment.

The greatest gift that Oxford gives her sons is, I truly believe, a genial irreverence toward learning, and from that irreverence love may spring.

During the time men live without a common power to keep them all in awe, they are in that conditions called war; and such a war, as if of every man, against every man.

A man is never so truly and intensely himself as when he is most possessed by God. It is impossible to say where, in the spiritual life, the human will leaves off and divine grace begins.