Gluttony, do not eat thy neighbor's wife's popcorn.

I have always looked at life as a voyage, mostly wonderful, sometimes frightening. In my family and friends I have discovered treasure more valuable than gold.

Sail the main course in a simple sturdy craft. Keep her well stocked with short stories and long laughs. Go fast enough to get there but slow enough to see. Moderation seems to be the key.

It's those changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes nothing remains quite the same. With all of our running and all of our cunning, if we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane.

If there’s a heaven for me, I’m sure it has a beach attached.

Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder, So I can't look back for too long. There's just too much to see waiting in front of me, and I know that I just can't go wrong.

Go fast enough to get there, but slow enough to see.

Be yourself, be pleasant, play hard and have no regrets.

We got to roll with the punches, play all of our hunches, make the best of whatever comes your way. Forget that blind ambition, learn to trust your intuition - plowing straight ahead, come what may.

With you, I would walk anywhere

later down the road of life, i made the discovery that salt water was also good for the mental abrasions one inevitably acquires on land.

... sometimes love becomes a power game between ambitions that parents have for their children and the ambitions that children have for themselves.

When men imagine a female uprising, they imagine a world in which women rule men as men have ruled women.

you were attacked by cement monkeys?

Technology is so much fun but we can drown in our technology. The fog of information can drive out knowledge.

The way a source strains toward the light, toward the air. Its laboring work, its effort, its black passageways like despair. That’s the way a poet looks for words. With muscles, gestures.

We recorded that trio and it's out on the Knitting Factory label. I've got another record in the can with that group and Marc, which I'll hopefully finish some time before next summer.

We either allow our past to keep interfering with our optimal expression of love and happiness, or we can move beyond our past with renewed passion for life

Civilization changes man on the outside. Meditation softens him within, through and through.

I thought: Just one step. One step at a time. You don’t have to do them all at once.

If Chelsea are naive and pure then I'm Little Red Riding Hood.