when i write of you, my deari am holding youin the most exquisiteways.

The splendid thingabout falling apartsilently...is thatyou can start overas many timesas you like.

even in the loneliest momentsi have been therefor myself.

some winterswill never meltsome summerswill never freezeand some things will only... live in poems.

...so i will greet youin a wayall loved thingsare meant to be greetedwith a tear in my heartand a poem in my eye.

i have laughedmore than daffodilsand cried more than June.

your handtouching mine.this is howgalaxiescollide.

To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.

the intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.

lean in to kiss mein all the placeswhere the acheis the most special.

i writebecauseit is the only wayi can reach you.

We are terrified by the idea of being terrified.

I appreciate people who are authentic. Someone who just wants to be cool, I can tell when their intentions aren't right.

Children live what they learn.

Be praised, my Lord, through those who forgive for love of you; through those who endure sickness and trial.

My whole life was duality: Here's my life at home, here's my life on the road.

If you don't have enough time to accomplish something, consider the work finished once it's begun.

I took a whack on my left ankle, but something told me it was my right.

What's the use you learning to do right , when it's troublesome to do right and it ain't no trouble to do wrong, and the wages is just the same?

It's what I'll be singing in the morning. It won't be God Save the Ruddy King or All Things bleeding Bright and Beautiful. It'll be Orange and Lemons for Big Joe, for all of us.

Even by rock star standards, I was pretty awful.