You know." he said, resting the fiddle in his lap, "once you love something enough--enough to let it consume you completely--it becomes part of you, even when it's buried and quiet.

Big achievements come one small advantage at a time, one step at a time, one day at time.

After all, I thought, what were days and weeks in the presence of eternity?

The author enters into his own death, writing begins.

Yes. He is quite a good fellow - nobody's enemy but his own.

If you never allow your children to exceed what they can do, how are they ever going to manage adult life - where a lot of it is managing more than you thought you could manage?

As hard as I try to sound tough and dark, I still sound cute.

We cannot forever hide the truth about ourselves from ourselves.

When the computer and tablets are all about playing games, thats not interesting to me.

To be outspoken, or different at all, is a problem for women.

Writing songs and looking for ideas is like blinking my eyes. It's an involuntary muscle. I do it without thought.