What's interesting about songs where the writer is genuinely in love with words is that it's easy to read the lyrics like a poem.

Whatever you do in this life, take time to sit quietly and let the world tell you what it needs from you. Take a moment to honestly understand what your gifts are-you have them.

When I began writing, it was a cosmic thing: Inspiration! Wham! Short spurts of time when I felt out of touch with reality, temporarily insane and the result: a song!

This is also an execellent time to ask this question: Did I get lazy and go for a quick rhyme?

The Earth must have done some noble work

... When Princes devote themselves rather to pleasure than to arms, they lose their dominions.

It will be interesting to find out something about her that no one else knew.

I come from the South Bronx - a true descendant of the melting pot. I grew up in a really mixed neighborhood; it was a very integrated life.

I was an uncommonly unattractive young man.

Humanization and coming to understand somebody as a human being is about as good a kind of forgiveness as you can get, I think.

Nor deem the irrevocable Past As wholly wasted, wholly vain, If, rising on its wrecks, at last To something nobler we attain.

The moment you give up your principles, and your values, you are dead, your culture is dead, your civilization is dead. Period.

I like the idea of having an old Gibson [guitar], but I don't have one. The Gibson has a different quality, but it's almost like you need both.

The best and sweetest flowers of paradise God gives to His people when they are upon their knees. Prayer is the gate of heaven.