“In every heart there is a room, A sanctuary safe and strong, To heal the wounds from lovers past, Until a new one comes along”

Life is a series of hellos and goodbyes; I’m afraid it’s time for goodbye again

You can pay Uncle Sam with all your overtime, is that all you get for your money?

There are people who have lost every trace of human kindness.

We all end in the ocean. We all start in the streams. We’re all carried along, by the river of dreams.

I’d rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints – the sinners are much more fun.

…And you’re the only one who knows.

You can walk away from your mistakes You can turn your back on what you do Just a little smile is all it takes And you can have your cake and eat it too.

You want to give people a reason to hate my guts more? I’m making more money.

Even when I stop performing or stop making records I won’t stop being creative. Songwriting is a good outlet.

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you may be right, I may be crazy, but it just might be a lunatic you’re looking for

I didn’t graduate high school, so I never got a teacher’s education, I’m mostly self-read, self-taught.

It’s OK if you mess up. You should give yourself a break.

I am the entertainer, I’ve come to do my show You’ve heard my latest record, it’s been on the radio

There’s an old man sitting next to me, making love to his tonic and gin.

As long as there are memories, yesterday remains. As long as there is hope, tomorrow awaits. As long as there is friendship, today is beautiful.

Solitude, seeming a sanctuary, proves a grave; a sepulchre in which the living lie, where all good qualities grow sick and die

The safe places could only be visited; they could only grant a momentary intuition of sanctuary. The moment always came when we had to return to our real life to face the wounds and grief indigenous to our homr by the river.

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

Everyone needs a sanctuary.

Basketball is my refuge, my sanctuary. I go back to being a kid on the playground. When I get here, it’s all good.