I'd always loved poetry and I'd always loved writing music and composing music, but I hadn't thought of putting the two together until around that time.

But nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight / Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight.

When you know even for a moment That it's your time Then you can walk with the power Of a thousand generations

One day you're waiting for the sky to fall, The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all.

Sometimes the best map will not guide you, you can't see what's round the bend. Sometimes the road leads through dark places, sometimes the darkness is your friend

Little round planet in a big universe, sometimes it looks blessed, sometimes it looks cursed. Depends what you look at obviously, but even more it depends on the way that you see.

And I'm wondering where the lions are.

The trouble with normal is it only gets worse.

Beautiful rocks - beautiful grass Beautiful soil where they both combine Beautiful river - covering sky Never thought of possession, but all this was mine.

Gotta kick at the darkness til it bleeds daylight.

Resisting the powers that be, we are keeping things from getting worse than they otherwise might be. And that effort is very much worthwhile.

What have I become?My sweetest friend

I simply wanted a kiss. I was a freshman girl who had never been kissed. Never. But I liked the boy, he liked me, and I was going to kiss him. That's the story, the whole story, right there.

We should declare war on North Vietnam. We could pave the whole country and put parking strips on it, and still be home by Christmas.

Writing is very difficult. You have 120 pages of blank paper and it's like, "Go fill that up with some funny stuff," and that's challenging.

To a programmer, an operating system is defined by its API.

From a pure heart anything can be accomplished. If you ask what the universe is doing, it is eavesdropping on your every desire.

The best painting comes out of compulsions and obsessions, out of deep love or hate, out of intellectual or emotional involvement with something that lies outside the painting itself.

After much seeking for truth and knowledge the profoundness of reality came to me with a clarity never before known.

I've always loved TV very much, and as a child I was so religious with it, but now it's more when it fits in.

You fixed yourself. You didn’t need me.” “No, Sydney.” My voice was ragged. “I do need you. You have no idea how much I need you.