When in doubt, play track 4 - it is usually the one you want.

I'm just the mere shadow of my former selfishness. I crave the silhouette of your kiss.

I used to be disgusted; now I try to be amused.

I believe that music is connected by human passions and curiosities rather than by marketing strategies.

I feel like a juggler running out of hands.

I can't say anymore than I love you. Anything else would be a waste of breath.

Don't wear your heart on your sleeve when your remarks are off the cuff.

The radio is in the hands of such a lot of fools tryin' to anesthetize the way that you feel.

And I don't feel any form of music is beyond me in the sense of that I don't understand it or I don't have some love for some part of it.

Women hear rhythm differently than men.

Maybe I just never learned my harmony part, because what everybody says sounds odd to them sounds perfectly natural to me.

The truth of the matter is a matter of knowing and abiding by the truth.

It's me, asking him to let me in. Asking all of them to give a chance to show them that, deep down, I'm not who they think I am. Or, maybe I'm exactly who they think I am, but I no longer want to be.

How—I didn't know anyword for it—how "unlikely". . .How had I come to be here, like them, and overheara cry of pain that could havegot loud and worse but hadn't?

Rise not alone, rise with others! If you rise alone to the top, you shall be alone at the top!

We must go beyond textbooks, go out into the bypaths and untrodden depths of the wilderness and travel and explore and tell the world the glories of our journey.

Coaching secrets? I don't think I got any. The main "secret" - love for chess.

I find the question of whether gender differences are biologically determined or socially constructed to be deeply disturbing.

We are coming out of a century that was taught that one way of looking at the world, that one form of behavior, is as valid as another. The idea of true evil has been blown away.

We don't have a "consciousness meter" that'll tell us exactly how conscious something is. I think we might get there eventually.

Her problem wasn't she was a dumb blonde, it was she wasn't a blonde and she wasn't dumb.