There's a lot of expectation after you do something that seems to have been well received. It's kind of unfair.

Share yourself with others after you have first spent some time with yourself.

A lot of people ask me if I'm OK. I'm capable of crazy - a lot of people are - but I'm OK.

Sometimes I'll hit a note and sometimes I don't. Why not at least try?

I sometimes write as if I were talking to myself, or to a mirror, or to someone for the last time. There's this element of confrontation.

It's hard to force a relationship with a stranger even if they happen to be someone you happen to share blood with.

Different cultures have different audiences.

I just want to scream: "I'm being honest, I swear!" Maybe it's embarrassing, but I don't care anymore.

I'd rather people interpret the songs and get whatever they can out of them instead of thinking about me crying in a room with a guitar.

I don't believe people when they say their songs have nothing to do with their personal life.

People should know each other because they want to, because they have things in common.

I'd die of a broken heart before breaking yours.

Don't sacrifice the present and attempt to achieve the impossible- to completely correct the past... It's gone! Learn from it and move on...

I guess my goal is to design my own walker. The walkers with the big tennis balls, no one wants to use those. I would rather crawl down the street in New York City than use those.

Although the sinner does not believe in Hell, he shall nevertheless go there if he has the misfortune to die in mortal sin.

Kira, the highest thing in man is not his god. It's that in him which knows the reverence due a god. And you, Kira, are my highest reverence.

TV's sameness has destroyed many things, such as the American urge toward independent thought.

Technology gives big access, and you get more people who are interested in fashion. You can reach many more people now.

Religion has actually convinced people that there's an invisible man living in the sky.

'As you have made your bed, so you must lie on it'; which again is simply a lie. If I have made my bed uncomfortable, please God I will make it again.

The book is all in us. Fool, hearest not thou? In thine own heart day and night is singing that Eternal Music - Sachchidânanda, soham, soham - Existence-Knowledge-Bliss Absolute, I am He, I am He.