Touring is what you make it. I like to organise as much as possible myself.

If Jesus Christ came back today, He and I would get into our brown corduroys and go to the nearest jean store and overturn the racks of blue denim.

I can never make up my mind if I'm happy being a flute player, or if I wish I were Eric Clapton.

Bring me a wheel of oaken wood A rein of polished leather A Heavy Horse and a tumbling sky Brewing heavy weather.

It's only the giving that makes you what you are.

A lot of pop music is about stealing pocket money from children.

Seek that which within lies waiting to begin the fight of your life that is everyday.

Another tea-time, another day older.

I make up my own mind in light of available facts, with my own experience and a sense of personal ethics.

Why do the faithful have such a will, to believe in something? And call in the name they choose, having chosen nothing.

I think it's really the job of the composer, the artist, the painter, the writer to present people with options. I'm just really reflecting the thoughts and actions around me.

Reproduction is more pleasurable than death.

I don't want to die while I still have beautiful reasons to die for.

Why would you want any other, when you’re a world within a world?

They might not like your uniqueness, but as long as you are happy with your inner-self, you should never dare to change your life to please them.

I don't have to try to be perfect at everything.

Take stock of your fears now and see how many of them are senseless. If you are honest with yourself you will probably find most of them are groundless.

Fasting confirms our utter dependence upon God by finding in Him a source of sustenance beyond food.

Some propositions are so dangerous that it may even be ethical to kill people for believing them.

For a truly effective social campaign, a brand needs to embrace the first principles of marketing, which involves brand definition and consistent storytelling.

There was a knight came riding by In early spring, when the roads were dry; And he heard that lady sing at the noon, Two red roses across the moon.