You don't burn out from going too fast. You burn out from going too slow and getting bored.

Cannot the kingdom of salvation take me home.

We do what we want. We don't care what anyone else thinks.

Control your life through insanity.

When I started, I decided to devote my life to it and not get sidetracked by all the other bullshit life has to offer

Every once in a while we may fall on our face, but we insist on doing what we wanna do.

Personally, I would say the 'master' of this whole thing is fate... Whoever is on the playing field is fair game, and it's up to them to avoid being used.

When a man lies he murders some part of the world These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives All this i cannot bear to witness any longer Cannot the kingdom of salvation take me home.

Just keep going like crazy and look back when it's over. Otherwise you just get confused.

Why should we change onstage? We're not trying to be something big and fancy, it's just us, doing what we do, we'd like to keep it that way.

These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives.

Leadership is self-made. People who have deliberately decided to become problems solver lead better.

I might wish our Windthorn men were less obsessed with war, but I have to admit it keeps them busy.

To keep your sanity, when everything seems like it's going wrong, focus on the one thing that's going right!

Each man is capable of doing one thing well. If he attempts several he will fail to achieve distinction in any.

I just try to stay honest with myself and in doing that I feel like the songs are going to resonate.

Intelligence gathered by this and other governments leaves no doubt that the Iraq regime continues to possess and conceal some of the most lethal weapons ever devised.

I think comedy is an angry art form; it's an outsider art form.

My uncertainty disappeared. Segregation is evil, and I cannot, as a minister, condone evil.

I'm a minor, stupid talent compared to my brother [Joaquin].

The man who has his millions will want everything he can lay his hands on and then raise his voice against the poor devil who wants ten cents more a day.