“If you want truth to go round the world you must hire an express train to pull it; but if you want a lie to go round the world, it will fly: it is as light as a feather, and a breath will carry it. It is well said in the old proverb, ‘a lie will go round the world while truth is pulling its boots on’.”

You can’t shut off the risk and the pain without losing the love that remains.

Roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair. The night’s busted open. These two lanes will take us anywhere.

It was like Elvis came along and whispered some dream in everybody’s ear.

Everybody’s got a hungry heart.

The best music is essentially there to provide you something to face the world with.

When they built you brother they broke the mold.

You get used to anything, sooner or later it just becomes your life.

You’re born into this life paying for the sins of somebody else’s past.

You can’t start a fire without a spark.

Elvis Presley is all there is. There just ain’t no more. Everything starts and ends with Elvis. He wrote the book. He is everything to do and not to do in the music business.

I’ve had an experience through music that has touched almost every part of me. It educated me in ways that I didn’t get educated in school. So we try to lay on a bit of that, through being funny, being serious, playing hard.

The past is never the past. It is always present. And you better reckon with it in your life and in your daily experience, or it will get you. It will get you really bad.

It ain’t no sin to be glad you’re alive.

It’s time to impeach the president and get a man in there to get us out of this mess.

Someday girl, I don’t know when, were gonna get to the place where we really want to go, and we’ll walk in the sun. But til then, tramps like us, baby, we were born to run.

Together, we’ll live with the sadness. I’ll love you with all the madness in my soul.

We were – one. I was closer to you than anyone – ever. So tightly bound. You breathed for me and I lived in you.

A beautiful dance, a new breath shedding layers of myself to unearth the truth within.

A note to all that yearns within me: every breath is a possibility.

You’re gone and I don’t know how you breathe without you I don’t know if I even want to anymore.

I am breathing in light when light is present. I am choosing to let joy in.

The art to breathe and smile despite the pressure of anxiety, takes courage and power, keep appreciating yourself.

One breathe. One-touch. One kiss. And I feel. I feel alive.

My beloved, you feel more natural than breathing.