“When we kiss my heart’s on fire, burning with a strange desire.”

I’ve spent a life time waiting for the right time, now that you’re near, the time is here at last.

Fame and fortune, how empty they can be.

I’m so nervous. I’ve always been nervous, ever since I was a kid.

If you cry when you’re in love, it sure ain’t no disgrace.

I don’t know anything about music. In my line you don’t have to.

I feel so alone sometimes. The night is quiet for me.

I’ve come too far, and I don’t know how to get back.

Computers may out think us one day, but as long as people got feelings we’ll be better than they are.

Happiness is knowin’ you’ve done a good job, whether it’s professional or for another person.

I’m so lucky to be in the position to give. It’s really a gift to give.

We’re trapped in a world that’s troubled with pain. As long as a man has the strength to dream, he can redeem his soul and fly.

You’ve got to follow that dream, wherever that dream may lead.

I forgot to remember to forget.

I hope I didn’t bore you too much with my life story.

I learned how important it is to entertain people and give them a reason to come and watch you play.

The road to love is full of danger signs.

Sulfur, when burning, absorbs oxygen gas; the resulting acid is considerably heavier than the sulfur burned; its weight is equal to the sum of weights of the sulfur burned and the oxygen absorbed.

You have never loved me as I love you–never–never! Yours is not a passionate heart–your heart does not burn in a flame! You are, upon the whole, a sort of fay, or sprite– not a woman!

For you I know I’d even try to turn the tide.

Love isn’t about when you first meet. It’s about the many, many years you spend together, when you’re trying to keep that flame burning.

How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling.

In one consort there sat cruel revenge and rancorous despite, disloyal treason and heart-burning hate.

Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?

I guess this has been my confusion; where I went wrong. Thinking that love could possibly come as a thing without the burns.