The world bein’ so small ain’t always a good thing for those of us who ain’t searchin’ for new and different stuff.

I had always been a boy in this place, and many of the trees and rocks and streams had been old men when I knew them. Some had died. All had changed. I knew that. I had changed the most.

One of the worst things I’ve learned about getting older is that there seems to be more change that you don’t like than there was when you were younger and you can’t do nothin’ about it.

Just make sure the day doesn’t pass without sayin’ what’s in your heart. Sometimes you pass up those chances and they’re gone forever.

Our bird of hope was being denied the altitude it sought, just free enough to fly dangerously close to the reality of the treetops.

As an adult I had mastered the art of looking without seeing and listening without hearing and eating without tasting and maybe even existing without living.

Sometimes, you need to spit stuff out in words to get it better arranged in your head. I figure if you never talk about it, it just picks its own spot and lays there and festers.

What a wonderful sadness to miss the one you have loved forever, it seems, and know that she is waiting at home.

Memories with laughter are the best ones to keep.

I assumed that looking back reminded older guys of what they had shot at and missed, the what-ifs, the good memories, the bad, the people left behind, the people who moved on.

Back home. What wonderful words. What a wonderful place.

There is something about me, doll face. It’s between my legs, and I do believe a few minutes ago you were praying to it.

Question who is the doer. Is it the mind or the Self?

Always love, always encourage, and never let despair get in the way.

If I said I was madly in love with you you'd know I was lying.

Nosecond Johannesburg isneededuponthe earth.One is enough.

I don't think it's because of my eyes, my beautiful eyes. (on Henry staying at Arsenal for the money)

What does not change is the will to change

I'm always trying to make people happy, that's really my theme on Vine. I always say I love life like crazy and I want people to love life like crazy too.

We want to know. If we don't know, we don't feel safe, we don't feel secure.

The tomato offers its gift of fiery color and cool completeness.