I would say the hummingbird really deserves the royalties on [some of my songs].

There is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in.

We are not mad. We are human.We want to love, and someone must forgive us for the paths we take to love, for the paths are many and dark, and we are ardent and cruel in our journey.

I don't consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.

I greet you from the other side of sorrow and despair, with a love so vast and shattered it will reach you everywhere.

I wish I could say everything in one word. I hate all the things that can happen between the beginning of a sentence and the end.

We are so lightly here. It is in love that we are made. In love we disappear.

May you be surrounded by friends and family, and if this is not your lot, may the blessings find you in your solitude.

We are so small between the stars, so large against the sky.

You live your life as if it's real.......a thousand kisses deep

Reality is one of the possibilities I cannot afford to ignore

You can start now and make a new great ending.

And sometimes the question that you pose or the project that you start yourself turns into something else, you know, but at least it gets you started.

The flowers are ravined by bees, the fruit blossoms are thrown to the ground, the wind the rain forces everything.

Richard Barager has written THE novel of the Sixties - a passion-filled, pitch-perfect, roller coaster of a tale about the decade that divides us all.

Cantonese, which has up to nine tones as opposed to the five in Mandarin, is much more versatile and one of the richest dialects in Chinese.

Yes, I slouch. My mother tells me that.

Ultimately, my daughter is not going to learn from what I do, not from what I say. For better or for worse. I see that everyday.

It is a tragic mix-up when the United States spends 500,000 for every enemy soldier killed, and only 53 annually on the victims of poverty.

A happy wedlock is a long falling in love.

I'm an orphan!" Constance cried gleefully. "I'm an orphan!" ~ The Prisoner's Dilemma