He’s lost it. Our son is insane. Or on drugs. Or maybe not on enough drugs.

Consider the simple hedgehog, and his neighbor, the opossum...do they waste their energy trying to throw one another into chasms when they face a common enemy, the winter? No!

What a beautiful day to go to hell

You're upset, you're cold, and you're wet, wouldn't you rather discuss all this over a pot of hot tea?" Yes, but I wasn't going to say so.

You have your world to rebuild, and I have mine.

I wondered whether trusting him was merely unwise or if it crossed the line into recklessness, like lying down for a nap in the middle of a road.

Maybe, " she said. "Maybe. But now you're making promises you might not be able to keep, and that's how people in love get very badly hurt.

Early in life we recognize certain talents in ourselves, and we focus on those to the exclusion of others. It's not that nothing else is possible, but that nothing else was nurtured.

Humility is recognizing we can't give anything to God that He hasn't already given to us.

And death climbs up the steps one by one.

Rivers of tear drops, these sharp pains in my heart, if this was the way that you love, you never should have loved me

Working with Waylon Jennings and Willie Nelson takes you up another level.

I do not believe that I am now dreaming, but I cannot prove that I am not.

The Prelude to Tristan and Isolde reminds me of the old Italian painting of a martyr whose intestines are slowly unwound from his body on a reel.

A friend that ain't in need is a friend indeed.

You are more powerful than you know; you are beautiful just as you are.

I don't believe what the papers are saying They're just out to capture my dime, Exaggerating this, exaggerating that.

The biggest secret of focused people is that they don't think about focus.