“I rise at the break of day, your smile sets me on my way.”

Take the road where the eagle flies, man follows where his fortune lies.

Lonely is the night when you find yourself alone.

Your lips are my persuasion, your love will be my cure.

You might think you see a lucky man who made the grade.

The people I’m close to, and there aren’t many of them, have been close for a long time. And we know each other well enough to know it isn’t the quantity of time you spend together, it’s the quality.

Consummate talent and relentless passion – The Truth ain’t pretty…but it rocks like crazy!

Now naturally, like many of us, I have a reluctance to change too much of the old ways.

Love is like water; like a river crushing through the mountains to carve its own path. Love will make its own way but only if you have the courage to follow.

I like to help women help themselves, as that is, in my opinion, the best way to settle the woman question. Whatever we can do and do well we have a right to, and I don’t think any one will deny us.

Such ever was love’s way: to rise, it stoops.

It is my dying wish to travel around the world; to feel this hurt in a slightly different way!

In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.

A great song will be great forever – it’s timeless and classic in that way.

Hard are the ways of truth, and rough to walk.