The writer's silent mind is a period of intermission before orchestrating a symphony of words.

Others can't always define your true identity. They see what they 'want' to see but beyond your mess, God sees the beauty He created and still thinks it's good!

The first two tracks were pop songs from the 1970s, sung in Danish in a style that was best described as Abba without joy.

When you're in the safety of the future, the past doesn't seem so relevant.

As for an authentic villain the real thing the absolute the artist one rarely meets him even once in a lifetime. The ordinary bad hat is always in part a decent fellow.

The new electronic independence re-creates the world in the image of a global village.

Any intelligent fool can invent further complications, but it takes a genius to retain, or recapture, simplicity.

And Paul hits this chord, and I turn to him and say, 'That's it! Do that again!' In those days we really used to absolutely write like that - both playing into each other's noses.

Someone asked Luther, "Do you feel that you've been forgiven?" He answered, "No, but I'm as sure As there's a God in Heaven!"

The only way we can be of use to God is to let Him take us through the crooks and crannies of our own characters.

It's not the critic who counts.