Sometimes you get the best light from a burning bridge.
We satisfy our endless needs and justify our bloody deeds in the name of destiny and in the name of God.
Armchair warriors often fail – and we’ve been poisoned by these fairy tales.
I don’t care what anybody says about Ringo. I cut my rock-n-roll teeth listening to him.
The trouble with you and me my friend, is the trouble with this nation, too many blessings, too little Appreciation.
There are people in your life who’ve come and gone, they let you down and hurt your pride. Better put it all behind you, life goes on, you keep carrying that anger, it’ll eat you up inside.
I don’t want to discount talent and ability, but I still maintain that a lot of it is just sheer desire.
Sometimes to keep it together you’ve got to leave it alone.
Fortune smiles on some, and lets the others go free.
To want what I have, to take what I’m given with grace. For this I pray...
I’m not easy to live with and I know that it’s true. However, you’re no picnic either, babe, and that’s one of the things I liked about you.
Sometimes songwriters and singers forget that. They get a melody in their head and the notes will take precedence, so that they wind up forcing a word onto a melody. It doesn’t ring true.
Remember how you made me crazy, remember how I made you scream.
It’s an inside job to learn about forgiving, it’s an inside job to hang on to the joy of living.
How can love survive in such a graceless age? The trust and self assurance that lead to happiness, they’re the very things we kill.