“There will be miracles After the last war is won Science and poetry rule in the new world to come Prophets and angels Gave us the power to see What an amazing future there will be”

They say that these are not the best of times, but they’re the only times I’ve ever known. And I believe there is a time for meditation in cathedrals of our own.

Know what you love and do what you love. If you don’t do what you love, you’re just wasting your time.

Streetlife serenader never sang on stages, needs no orchestration, melody comes easy, need no vast arrangement to do their harmonizing.

I think historically America has been pretty tolerant. It seems when there’s a mass influx from one place, that’s when it becomes problematic for Americans.

I’ve crashed my car three times.

I won’t be righteous again. I’m not sure anymore.

I can’t think of one person I’ve ever met who didn’t like some type of music.

We all have a face that we hide away forever, and we take them out and show ourselves when everyone has gone.

We are living in a time when American popular music is finally being recognized as one of our most successful exports. The demand is huge.

So before we end And then begin We’ll drink a toast to how it’s been A few more hours to be complete A few more nights on satin sheets A few more times that I can say, I’ve loved these days.

You’ve got your passion. You’ve got your pride. But don’t you know that only fools are satisfied? Dream on, but don’t imagine they’ll all come true.

It’s nine o’clock on a Saturday, the regular crowd shuffles in / There’s an old man sitting next to me making love to his tonic and gin / He says, ‘Son, can you play me a memory?

Like family, we are tied to each other. This is what all good musicians understand.

She’s got a smile that heals me.

I see the children with their boredom and their vacant stares.

And the only people I fear are those who never have doubts… Save us all from arrogant men, and all the causes they’re for.