I weep fer the livin. I weep fer the dead. I weep fer the yet to be born.

Fer in our dreams we find ourselves. Who we were. Who we are. Who we can become. Sleep. Dream.

There are some people, she says, not many, who have within them the power to change things. The courage to act in the service of somethin greater than themselves.

There's some wounds that run too deep to be seen. They're the most dangerous.

Maybe I did mean to kill myself. I didn't think it outright but...maybe the truth is, I didn't--I don't--much care one way or th'other.

The mask's back in place. The heard-it-all smile. The seen-it-all eyes.

But tears don't bring back the dead. I learned that.

We like to think we’re in charge of our own lives, but we ain’t.

You can learn a lot about a person through their dreams. It’s your subconscious, split open and bare for all to see.

Face your fears by remembering the power of God's cleaning truth. To change the way you are, change the way you think.

Tis best to build no castles in the air.

Playing lifts you out of yourself into a delirious place.

As you get more global warming, you should see an increase in the extremes of the hydrological cycle - droughts and floods and heavy precipitation.

...my little blurb wasn't going to win me any speaker-of-the-year awards, but at least I hadn't tripped and fallen off the stage, crushing and killing three elderly jazz fans.

There's so many intangible forces that come into play when making a film, I have no idea what the public will ultimately think of something that I do, let alone critics.

I'm fine, and my hips are fine. My false knee is fine. My false hips are fine. Everything's cooking.

Being human is a lot more difficult than being on tour.

Martyrs, martyrs, martyrs,... we want a million martyrs to march on Jerusalem.