There is something about the defencelessness of youth that moves me to tears. Youth is so vulnerable. It is so ruthless--so sure. So generous and so demanding.

Juliet singles out Romeo. Desdemona claims Othello. They have no doubts, the young, no fear, no pride.

The two words expressed volumes.

It is the courage, the insistence, the ruthless force of youth.

There are truths that shield themselves behind veils, and are best spoken by implication. Even the sun veils himself in his own rays to blind the gaze of the too curious starer.

You can count on time for two things. One is that it will pass. The other is that it will never shut up.

What fire could ever equal the sunshine of a winter's day?

Friends, lovers, or nothing, we can really only ever be one.

The Internet is the wrong direction for music.

Shakespeare - The nearest thing in incarnation to the eye of God.

Virtue is persecuted by the wicked more than it is loved by the good.

The only difference between me and the fans is I can't eat or drink during the game and you guys can't make moves. Besides that, we are pretty much the same people.

I don't set goals for myself too much, but I'm always trying to write that one great song.

Alternating periods of activity and rest is necessary to survive, let alone thrive. Capacity, interest, and mental endurance all wax and wane. Plan accordingly.