I was always taught as a kid that if there's anything you want in life, you've got to work towards it. I guess that sort of stayed with me, really.

If you gave me a fresh carnation, I would only crush its tender petals.

Being a musician is a noble profession.

Everyone gets frustrated and aggressive, and I'd sooner take my aggression out on a guitar than on a person.

I'm still a mod, I'll always be a mod, you can bury me a mod.

No man should have cowboys boots in his wardrobe. That's fair enough, isn't it? Unless you're a cowboy, of course.

I want to hear as much music as I possibly can before I leave this mortal coil but it's impossible to hear it all because there's so much of it.

Sometimes you're ahead of the game and sometimes people don't get it and that's just one of those things you have to accept and carry on.

I think politicians are so far out of step with what people really want.

I still love playing music. It was all I ever wanted to do, and I got the chance to do it.

I think anybody goes through a crisis of confidence from time to time. You have to kind of doubt yourself, sometimes. It's the way forward.

Hope had only revealed herself to him when he was immersed in darkness

A man may be a pessimistic determinist before lunch and an optimistic believer in the will's freedom after it.

On the maps provided by science, we find everything except ourselves.

War wreaked on you his hideous ravishment; We, we alone, Nereids inviolate, Remain to weep, with the sea-birds to chant: Corinth is lost, Corinth is desolate.

Let me remind you that this is God's universe, and He is doing things His way. You may think you have a better way, but you don't have a universe to rule.

Twenty-four hours is never enough for a busy person and way too much for somebody with nothing to do.

Forever in debt to your priceless advice.

Yeah, there's some unlikely beasts in the world, and it's best to stay near the ones that you've bought drinks for.

Waiting for supply-side economics to work is like leaving the landing lights on for Amelia Earhart.

Facebook is like jail, you sit around and waste time, you write on walls and you get poked by people you don't know