Soon it will all be a memory and memories decay and deform over time.

Songwriting was their way to converse with the universe.

I don't want to wake up and find out it was all a dream.

It will be a lesson in hope.

You have to take what you can get out of the music. It's different for everyone, but you have to pay attention and appreciate each piece in order for it to speak to you.

To me, guitar notes are the most beautiful sounds in the world.

Life is either the same song you sing day in and day out, or you go out into the world and devise your own soundtrack.

I radiated with all the stars in the night sky and the courage of a thousand men ran through my veins.

I had no idea what the lyrics were in the song, but his voice wrapped around my head, weaving through my hair, and whispered into my ears that made me drunk with a feeling I never felt before.

I hated goodbyes. It felt like I had to give so many of them away lately.

Maybe one day we'd become fiction.

Death... The moment, sometime in the future, when your name is spoken for the last time.

We seek salvation through religion. But more often than not, religion fills our head with hatred and empties our heart of love.

Reflect upon your present blessings -- of which every man has many -- not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.

There is only one failure in life possible, and that is not to be true to the best one knows.

The Sixties was a time of breaking down class barriers, although I think class still exists today in some areas.

There is a kind of love, the excess of which forbids jealousy.

Treating everyone she met like family, and burying needless critism of others so deep beneath the soil of everyday living that only kindness ever saw the light.

I think if you want to make a recipe for making a writer, have them feel a little out of place everywhere, have them be an observer kind of all the time. And that's a great way to make a writer.

And so, whether they came here on the Mayflower, on a slave ship, or on an airplane from Havana, we are all descendants of the men and women who built here the nation that saved the world.

I pretty much keep everything; we have drawers full of samples and tests and every old catalogue and magazine.