...he looked as if nothing hard in the world had touched him...

The functions of intellect are insufficient without courage, love, friendship, compassion and empathy.

The whisper of the dusk is night shedding its husk.

Where there is cake, there is hope. And there is always cake.

Petting, scratching, and cuddling a dog could be as soothing to the mind and heart as deep meditation and almost as good for the soul as prayer.

Nothing is worse than being alone on the evening of the day when one's cow has exploded.

Only once in a generation does anything as fresh as a vomiting detective come along.

The hands of every clock are shears, trimming us away scrap by scrap, and every time piece with a digital readout blinks us towards implosion.

Most people tend to think the best of those who are blessed with beauty; we have difficulty imagining that physical perfection can conceal twisted emotions or a damaged mind.

Any drunk who has tried to put his car where a lamppost stands is a self-educated physicist.

Given my heritage and the ordeal of my childhood, I sometimes wonder why I myself am not insane. Maybe I am.

One minute with a silent spirit of self-knowledge is enough to align you to put smiles on the face of the boring world. The world needs you! Yes it does!

A baby is the symbol of the future, hope for the future, and our opinion in the future.

In the face of adversity, beautiful things emerge

It occurred to me that the voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because the is always the thought that everything might be done better and again

But the wild is unpredictable, stuff does happen, and it's always when you're least expecting it.

There's a suspicion always about politicians. The suspicion level is really elevated and it just feels like people do not trust their institutions.

Any religious, philosophical or political idea that doesn't lead one towards love ought to be forsaken

There are others who take up that (liberating) role. I have no time to spend for that.

When someone picks up one of my songs and records it, I'm a flattered man, it's a blessing to me