The Music blows wherever Music pleases, you hear it’s sound, but you cannot tell where the Music comes from or where the Music is going.

We love against the night, burning like stars against the darkness of bread and circuses.

The happiness in our hearts is there for we dare to dream in light when the world tells us to scream in the darkness.

Love is the reason why, even in suffering, we smile.

All bowmen are caught between heaven and earth, born to discovery, choosing to love and raise their eyes high to a future that is apparent only through the strength of their hope.

For in the sorrow, there is also our happiness.

The marriage bond is more than a civil contract. It is a reward for loving well.

There will always be trouble so there will always be a time for heroes

Where are you, oh heart, which I loved from the start? Did you ever arrive? How long must we stay apart?

Through all people, the Music of Love would pour, bringing light to the swords that sped through the darkness. And the light of their blades would lead the constellations to their destination.

We must only believe.

Yellow leaves hang on your tree of life. The messengers of death are waiting. You are going to travel far away. Have you any provisions for the journey?

Many a good story has been found in the bottom of a decent Rioja.

Where the rivers meetyou tell me of your black dreams.Your memories make me uneasy.But I listen because I knowmy listening, like all other listeningallows you to heal.

The wise man in the storm prays God not for safety from danger but for deliverance from fear.

Life is a compromise of what your ego wants to do what experience tells you to do and what your nerves let you do.

This was an important part of my life. But it was also sad that we didn't play there, cause we had such alot of fans that were waiting for us and Brazilians are great people. It's now my second home.

We shall be permitted to live on this planet only for as long as we treat all nature with compassion and intelligence.

For one thing, I was no longer alone; a man is never alone with the wind-and the boat made three.

In an insane world, sanity made very little sense.

Being overly sensitive to rejection can become a destructive virus.