“Much will always wanting be To him who much desires.”

When Harvey’s violent passion she did see, Began to tremble and to flee; Took sanctuary, like Daphne, in a tree

Fill the bowl with rosy wine, around our temples roses twine, And let us cheerfully awhile, like wine and roses, smile.

God the first garden made, and the first city Cain.

The world’s a scene of changes.

And I myself a Catholic will be, So far at least, great saint, to pray to thee. Hail, Bard triumphant! and some care bestow On us, the Poets militant below.

Life for delays and doubts no time does give, None ever yet made haste enough to live.

Thus would I double my life’s fading space;For he that runs it well, runs twice his race.

Man is too near all kinds of beasts,–a fawning dog, a roaring lion, a thieving fox, a robbing wolf, a dissembling crocodile, a treacherous decoy, and a rapacious vulture.

I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that

The motions strait, and round, and swift, and slow, And short and long, were mixt and woven so, Did in such artful Figures smoothly fall, As made this decent measur’d dance of all. And this is Musick.

All the world’s bravery that delights our eyes is but thy several liveries.

Gold begets in brethren hate; Gold in families debate; Gold does friendship separate; Gold does civil wars create.

Why to mute fish should’st thou thyself discoverAnd not to me, thy no less silent lover?

Enjoy the present hour, Be thankful for the past, And neither fear nor wish Th’ approaches of the last.

Why dost thou build up stately rooms on high, Thou who art under ground to lie? Thou sow’st and plantest, but no fruit must see, For death, alas! is reaping thee.

There Daphne’s Lover stopped, and thought it much The very leaves of her to touch: But Harvey, our Apollo, stopp’d not so; Into the Bark and Root he after her did go!

So pretty much, to sum it up, if you can freak someone out and bring that kind of emotion out of somebody with a song, you’re doing something right.

George Bush is just as much in the dark as I am, and it scares me.

You are so much more, than your orientation, you know it and I know it.

I don’t think you care about that as much as you care about playing music.

I don’t necessarily notice too much of a change in the sense of the kind of matches that I have in say a Los Angeles as opposed to a New York City.

I’m not much of a jokester.

It’s a shame really because a couple days in Oklahoma will open your eyes to how much better it would be if the rest of the country was filled with a few more people from Oklahoma.

I thought creativity, friendship and loyalty and pushing the boundaries of what was acceptable was much more interesting.