“Just take what you need from the ladies and leave them.”

I live one day at a time, one day at a time. Yesterday’s gone and tomorrow is blind, so I live one day at a time.

What has changed is that nothing has changed. That’s what has made me more unhappy than everything else.

Sometimes there is a 36-piece orchestra going off in my stomach.

Just take what you need from the ladies and leave them.

My wife actually got worried about my drinking so much regular milk, you know, so she got me into rice milk and now soy milk, which I greatly enjoy. A soy mocha’s a fine thing.

I’m drowning in whiskey river.

We create our own unhappiness. The purpose of suffering is to help us understand we are the ones who cause it.

The life I love is making music with my friends.

You don’t have to be poor to need something or somebody.

We are the same. There is no difference anywhere in the world. People are people. They laugh, cry, feel, and love, and music seems to be the commons denomination that brings us all together. Music cuts through all boundaries and goes right to the soul.

If a song was ever good, it’s still good.

When evolution has been outlawed, only the outlaws will evolve.

I’m from Texas, and one of the reasons I like Texas is because there’s no one in control.

God has blessed you richly, so get down on your knees and thank him. Don’t forget the less fortunate or God will personally kick your ass. I’d love to do it for him, but I can’t be everywhere.

Be careful what you dream: soon your dreams will be dreaming you.

Let’s get the government stay out of our private lives, once and for all, and stop arresting smokers. Let’s take a stand for personal freedom.

Because maybe, in a way, we didn’t leave it behind nearly as much as we might once have thought. Because somewhere underneath, a part of us stayed like that: fearful of the world around us, and no matter how much we despised ourselves for it–unable quite to let each other go.

Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.

You can’t expect insights, even the big ones, to make you suddenly understand everything. But I figure: Hey it’s a step in the right direction if they leave you confused in a deeper way.

I never wanted to go away, and the hard part now is the leaving you all. I’m not afraid, but it seems as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven.

You have to work out where your place is. And who you are. But we’re all spirit. That’s all we are, we’re just walking dressed up in a suit of skin, and we’re going to leave that behind.

Love seems to survive life, and to reach beyond it. I think we take it with us past the grave. Do we not still give it to those who have left us? May we not hope that they feel it for us, and that we shall leave it here in one or two fond bosoms, when we also are gone?

The sun-kissed ones, they leave a sweetness with you that changes the air you breathe forever.

Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion