Some people find it's easier to hate.
I can't remember faces, don't remember names, but after awhile and a thousand miles it all becomes the same.
Do what you love, and you'll always love what you do
It's alright, you can afford to lose a day or two
I tell the audience every night, "I hope you didn't pay more than face value on that ticket, because we ain't worth more than that, and you ain't gonna get any more than that."
No end to sorrow, caused by the same endless fears. Why can't we learn from all we've been through after two thousand years?