“Why else are we here if not to live with unreasonable passion for things.”

She blooms wild and burns bright.

She’s a beautiful wildness on fire.

I just like good souls, knowing them, being one, it’s kind of all that really matters.

Patience with how your heart wanders, you will find your way.

All that destiny in those wild eyes, and so much passion in that wild heart.

A soft lover and a wild wanderer.

You feel like home, and everywhere I’ve never been all at once.

I think its breathtaking – How your heart just spills out of you.

Go where you breathe free.

You are a golden thing in this heavy, heavy world.

Settling will always leave the heart relentlessly unsettled.

If they are for you, you’ll feel it in your chest walls.

She’s beautiful chaos and wild butterflies.

Some people are just light, glow, hope; human stars.

I think I melt from authenticity more than anything.

Boys with mischievous smiles and poetry hearts.

Whatever lives, lives to die in sorrow. We engage our hearts, and grasp after the things of this world, only to undergo the pang of losing them.

Our lives are universally shortened by our ignorance.

Let the people who never find true love keep saying that there’s no such thing. Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.

Live with your century; but do not be its creature.

Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.

Violence – look, we live in a violent world, man. This country was founded on violence. Who’s kidding who?

At the very end, the one person who Rambo should kill, he doesn’t kill. He lets it live. Because you can’t kill that kind of hypocritical bureaucracy. It goes on forever.

If somebody’s going to represent our music live, I’d like to see it represented with excellence and spectacularly and with really great musicianship.