“If you want truth to go round the world you must hire an express train to pull it; but if you want a lie to go round the world, it will fly: it is as light as a feather, and a breath will carry it. It is well said in the old proverb, ‘a lie will go round the world while truth is pulling its boots on’.”

Mister, I ain’t a boy, no I’m a man, and i believe in a promised land.

You can’t be afraid of getting old. Old is good, if you’re gathering in life. Our band is good at understanding that equation.

Gonna be a twister to blow everything down That ain’t got the faith to stand its ground. Blow away the dreams that tear you apart. Blow away the dreams that break your heart. Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted.

You can beat the drum so hard that people stop listening. I wanted to use my voice wisely and not expend it wastefully.

Well I got this guitar and I learned how to make it talk.

Nobody wins unless everybody wins.

The life of a rock & roll band will last as long as you can look down into the audience and see yourself.

Is a dream a lie if it don’t come true? Or is it something worse?

Just sitting around waiting for my life to begin, while it was all just slipping away.

Tonight I’m stepping lightly and I’m feeling no pain.

Music was my way of keeping people from looking through and around me. I wanted the heavies to know I was around.

The hungry and the haunted explode in a rock’n’roll band.

Show a little faith, there’s magic in the night.

Outside the street’s on fire in a real death waltz between what’s flesh and what’s fantasy.

Adult life is dealing with an enormous amount of questions that don’t have answers. So I let the mystery settle into my music. I don’t deny anything, I don’t advocate anything, I just live with it.

God have mercy on the man who doubts what he’s sure of.

Do not jump into reaction mode at the first appearance of negative energy. Just breathe, and relax.

Pushing out a breath, I lean against the wall and slide to the floor. I sit beside her for as long as it takes. Listening until her sobs fade and the shower turns on.

For every breath that catches the attention of my lungs – I am grateful.

More breath than mind. More moon silk than sunbeam. More bone than break.

When faced with a crisis, do three things: breathe, pray and be kind.

The best books are those which lift us to a higher plane where we breathe a purer atmosphere.

You are a living breathing museum.

Finding inner peace is a lost art for with every breath and sigh new stimuli comes and leaves us in a pool of racing thoughts and worries.