“You can run away from home But you can’t run away from your pain I sit here alone There’s always someone else to blame.”

Forever always seems to be around when it begins, but forever never seems to be around when it ends

Now I love to feel that warm southern rain, Just to hear it fall is the sweetest sounding thing. And to see it fall on your simple country dress It’s like heaven to me I must confess.

Sometimes I feel I know strangers Better than I know my friends Why must a beginning Be the means to an end? The stones from my enemies These wounds will mend But I cannot survive The roses from my friends.

My head works in music, so there’s always music there.

You can’t just say ‘I love you,’ you have to live ‘I love you.’

I refuse to make uninspired music.

As a songwriter, I don’t rush. I may sit on lyrics for two years before the music hits.

We’re always moving forward in different places physically and psychologically.

I just want to keep doing what I feel.

The world awakens on the run And will soon be earning With hopes of better days to come It’s a morning yearning.

I grew up listening to spiritual music, Blind Willie Johnson and folk.

You’re living life in real time, man, and we’ ve got a good amount of work to do for each other. Hiding is not an option and you’re going to step out and you’re going to make mistakes.

The spirit is what guides my life, and I’m humbly on my knees in thanks for guidance and direction every day. But God is not something to be preached, it’s something to be lived.

To go through this life and see it through – what it really is – and not be insane or addicted, is a minor miracle for anyone.

All that we can’t say is all we need to hear.

We’ve changed our reflections, but inside we’re just a child.

Spiritual life is like a moving sidewalk. Whether you go with it or spend your whole life running against it, you’re still going to be taken along.

Are the leaders more dependable? Are our peace treaties more durable? Are our ethics more honorable? Time is running out… We must hurry.

A world where one tenth of the population gets to be extremely wealthy, and six tenths very poor, is not, in the long run, a stable place.

God will give us the strength to be able to handle things. I mean, you can try to do it on your own, and sometimes you can pull off some stuff, but in the long run, it’s much easier with Him by our side.

Aiming for the marathon is a task of sorts which can include terrific highs and lows.

Good health, peace of mind, being outdoors, camaraderie – those are all wonderful things that come to you when running. But for me, the real pull of running – the proverbial icing on the cake – has always been racing.

Economics is a very difficult subject. I’ve compared it to trying to learn how to repair a car when the engine is running.

Romance, like the rabbit at the dog track, is the elusive, fake, and never attained reward which, for the benefit and amusement of our masters, keeps us running and thinking in safe circles.