There are times when the air that floats between mortals becomes, in its stillness and silence, as cruel as the edge of a scythe.

Each day I live in a glass room unless I break it with the thrusting of my senses and pass through the splintered walls to the great landscape.

To live at all is miracle enough.

There is a brotherhood among the kindly- Closer and defter and more integral- Than any of aisle or coven- For love rang out before the chapel bell

Yet not with all of me am I in love. Too much of my own quietness is with me.

Oh how I hate people!

For death is life. It is only living that is lifeless.

Life is too fleet for onomatopoeia.

Lingering is so very lonely when one lingers all alone.

[Peake's books] are actual additions to life; they give, like certain rare dreams, sensations we never had before, and enlarge our conception of the range of possible experience.

And now, my poor old woman, why are you crying so bitterly? It is autumn. The leaves are falling from the trees like burning tears- the wind howls. Why must you mimic them?

Okay, how's this? I’ve been to Heaven and Hell. I’ve seen the whole world, but the only thing that makes me want to live is this: being inside you. I love you so much. You’re all I see.

I think that the mythology of Van Gogh's life, and the beauty of his paintings, is unstoppable.

Country radio certainly widens the boundaries of what I can do. Other artists may do something more edgy that gets on radio and that opens the door for me to be more edgy, I think.

I want to see as many movies as I can and I covet a lot of weird influential movies.

Do you spend a couple of hours every day in your studio?

Take it from me, marriage isn't a word - it's a sentence.

In a lot of cases, as in Tom and Nicole's case, the tabloids were about to break the story, so they said just let the news out. And they called organizations such as ours.

I've learned to keep my mind open to ideas from any source.

I hope we never live to see the day when a thing is as bad as some of our newspapers make it.

Tell the truth, lies are difficult to remember.