I'm a great songwriter, but I'm not the most talented musician.

I'm a happy-go-lucky character. I'm not that miserable. But I can never let anyone into my world.

We're not arrogant, we just believe we're the best band in the world.

We need each other, We believe in one another, And I know we're gonna uncover, What's sleepin' in our soul...

I'm embarrassed when I see Brits abroad; they have their tops off, wear flip flops, and shout at the top of their voices.

If everyone in the music business were brutally honest about what their intentions were then you could sort things out, but it's all smoke and mirrors.

You gotta say what you say, Don't let anybody get in your way...

In business, you can have one massive success that earns $50 million overnight, and that's it. You're successful. End of story. But in the music business, you have to keep on doing it.

You can't be a mod and a rocker. You have to choose sides.

Those who don't say what they mean will live and die by their own sword.

You've just got to trust your instincts and realize that you can't please all the people all the time. You've got to please yourself ultimately in the end.

Impulsive passion please set me free.

I want to change the belief of millions of people who think there is nothing they can do to stop taking medications and reverse an existing case of Type 2 Diabetes.

All that really matters is I have two beautiful kids, and I'm trying to be the best dad I can possibly be, and that's the most important thing of all.

I have no desire to drink anymore. I just don't want to feel altered.

What makes us happy is to have a spiritual experience ... that experience of ecstasy in the deepest meditation; that's happiness.

Physical beauty is the sign of an interior beauty, a spiritual and moral beauty which is the basis, the principle, and the unity of the beautiful.

Labor never quits. We never give up the fight - no matter how tough the odds, no matter how long it takes.

A woman's best qualities do not reside in her intellect, but in her affections. She gives refreshment by her sympathies, rather than by her knowledge.

I crave white on white and black, but my thoughts race in glorious technicolour, prodding me awake, whipping away the warm blanket of invisibility every time it sears to smother my mind in nothing.

My hope is that flexible working and varying shift patterns will give workers a taste for idling and that they will gradually demand greater reductions in the length of the working week.