What's in a name?

Go wisely and slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.

Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

My only love sprung from my only hate.

There's an old saying that applies to me: you can't lose a game if you don't play the game. (Act 1, scene 4)

Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. then your love would also change.

These violent delights have violent ends.

See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!

Parting is such sweet sorrow

Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.

Better hazard once than always be in fear.

This is an album of songs that I've always loved, tunes that I heard. For the first time in 53 years of recording, I really had control over an entire album, start to finish.

To have compassion for those who suffer is a human quality which everyone should possess, especially those who have required comfort themselves in the past and have managed to find it in others.

Faith does not always demand that God explains Himself.

We love disasters that have nothing to do with us

Happily ever after, or even just together ever after, is not cheesy.

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze. I got a big fat mama trying to break me.

I would rather be loved than have money and all that other stuff.

You're searching... For things that don't exist; I mean beginnings. Ends and beginnings - there are no such things. There are only middles.

There's nothing I'm particularly keen to hide about my humanity.