I was a pretty insecure kid, didn't have a lot of friends, and was picked on a lot, and music gave me confidence.

Happiness is like a cloud, if you stare at it long enough, it evaporates.

Once there was a darkness, a deep and endless night, you gave me everything you had and oh, you gave me light

I'm so tired, but I can't sleep. Standing on the edge of something much too deep.

I've heard myself referred to as a quiet superstar, and I don't quite know what that means.

I think a lot of contemplation happens in bathtubs. It does for me. Nothing like a hot bath to ease the tension and think about what's going to happen next.

We're constantly being told what other people think we are, and that's why it is so important to know yourself.

I threw bitter tears at the ocean, but all that came back was the tide.

I've learned to trust myself, to listen to truth, to not be afraid of it and to not try and hide it.

Trying to force creativity is never good.

Theres beauty everywhere. There are amazing things happening everywhere, you just have to be able to open your eyes and witness it. Some days, thats harder than others.

all nature is at war

Friends have ways of speaking without words.

The emotion called love occurs in one's body and it is under the control of another person. The other person can cause it to occur at any time.

The problem is, when you're working with orchestras, you only get the orchestra for about two hours before the performance to pull it all together, and that doesn't sound like a real collaboration.

Like the sand and the oyster, it's a creative irritant. In each poem, I'm trying to reveal a truth, so it can't have a fictional beginning.

I write of youth, of love, and have access by these to sing of cleanly wantonness.

Power tends to isolate those who hold too much of it. Eventually, they lose touch with reality ... and fall.

John Wetteland had a very good curveball. He threw it for a strike, too, in any count, any situation. But, he really didnt use it much. He didnt want to throw it. He wanted to throw fastball-slider.

War is an old, old plant on this earth, and a natural history of it would have to tell us under what soil conditions it grows, where it plays havoc, and how it is eliminated.

Defeating Resistance is like giving birth. It seems absolutely impossible until you remember that women have been pulling it off successfully, with support and without, for fifty million years.