Don’t be sad cause your sun is down, the night doesn’t need your sorrow. Don’t be sad cause the light is gone, just keep your mind on tomorrow.
I think there’s probably a God-shaped hole in everybody’s being. Even if God only exists in people’s minds, He’s still a force.
Never give up, never slow down, never grow old and never ever die young.
Without a doubt, the warming of the past 100 years has been a welcome respite from a long and deadly Little Ice Age. The possibility that humans may have contributed to the recent warming does not make it any less welcome.
Knowing when to quit is probably a very important thing, but I just am not ready.
I can take criticisms but not compliments.
I don’t find the songs; they find me. I just strum my guitar and wait for a lyric to come.
I gathered up my sorrows and I sold them all for gold. And I gathered up the gold, and I threw it all away.
Baby booty, juicy fruity, truck stop cutie, road side beauty, I’m in love with you.
There’s been plenty of adversity, starting the moment he was born. He had a respiratory crisis, and it was touch and go for a week whether he would survive. I think ever since, you can feel this pulse in the guy, an almost physical enthusiasm.
I can’t thank you enough for showing up. It’s not the same without you.
Quart of whiskey a day for months working hard on a long poem. Wife hiding bottles, myself hiding bottles. Murderous and suicidal. Many hospitalizations, many alibis.
Creativity is the process that gives life to a new product.
I wanted to perform, I wanted to write songs, and I wanted to get lots of chicks.
Do me wrong, do me right, tell me lies, but hold me tight.
The Test arena is a place I have been desperate to get back to, it is the pinnacle of the sport.
Einstein said that he never could understand it all, the planets spinning in space, the smile upon your face.
Within my heart is carved a sculpture of your love.
The sides are steep and the nights are long and cold down in the hole, light and love and the world above mean nothing to the mole.
He’s halfway sick and halfway stoned. He’d sure like to kick, but he’s too far gone. So they wind him down with methadone.