....and I gazed at these forms incomprehensible to me, but which revealed the immortal thoughts of the greatest shatterer of dreams who had ever dwelt on earth.

The past attracts me, the present frightens me, because the future is death.

The kiss itself is immortal. It travels from lip to lip, century to century, from age to age. Men and women garner these kisses, offer them to others and then die in turn.

And involuntarily I compared the childish sarcasm, the religious sarcasm of Voltaire with the irresistible irony of the German philosopher whose influence is henceforth ineffaceable.

To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage, because we don't want to fall on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt.

Love is the greatest gift you can possess.

If we did not look to marriage as the principal source of happiness, fewer marriages would end in tears.

Everybody wants to be on a championship team, but nobody wants to come to practice.

Country radio certainly widens the boundaries of what I can do. Other artists may do something more edgy that gets on radio and that opens the door for me to be more edgy, I think.

Anything will worry me. I may not get a check for the light bill off in time and I just get to worrying. I'm a worrywart.

Theater is so ephemeral, and I love that.

I actually got stabbed at my friend's bachelor party. In real life.

I was raised in Mississippi, so heat and humidity is my bread and butter. It keeps me going. I can't stand cold weather.

I believe in rainbows and all of that. But there are darker colors … and it's the shade that defines the light.