Melancholy held me hostage, and the bees built a hive of sadness in my soul.

She cannot chain my soul. Yes, she could hurt me. She'd already done so...I would bleed, or not. Scar, or not. Live, or not. But she could not hurt my soul, not unless I gave it to her.

I wanted to pull down a book, open it proper, and gobble up page after page

The best time to talk to ghosts is just before the sun comes up. That's when they can hear us true.

A thousand years ago five minutes wereEqual to forty ounces of fine sand.Outstare the stars. Infinite foretime andInfinite aftertime: above your headThey close like giant wings, and you are dead.

To understand and be understood is to be at peace

When I read the ghastly lines of tragedy darkly penned into my life, I turn and notice that the pen in my hand is wet.

I'm no romantic, surfing, California boy. I like reading, writing, philosophizing. Scheming. I've been doing some exploration of the inner space.

I cannot drive very well. I drive slow and very safe. I don't know cars that well.

I chose to defend human rights because I cannot maintain my silence in the face of injustice.

Even if it is painful and lonely, associate with worthy companions.

My music is going to be true. I'm not out to sell records. I'm experiencing something, and it's what I feel.

Never let the worst of you get the best of you.

The most precious resource for businesspeople is not their time. It's their energy. Manage it well.