The enemy is subtle, how be it we are so deceived, when truth's in our hearts and we still don't believe.

[In 1951] we were also told that the Russians could be parachuting from planes over our town at any time. These were the same Russians that my uncles had fought alongside only a few years earlier. Now they had become monsters who were coming to slit our throats and incinerate us. It seemed peculiar. Living under a cloud of fear like this robs a child of his spirit. It's one thing to be afraid when someone's holding a shotgun on you, but it's another thing to be afraid of something that's just not quite real.

Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition, but the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency.

We never thought we could ever get old.

On the stone that remains carved next to his name, his epitaph plain, only a pawn in their game.

I like the fans, but I don't feel an obligation that I have to be an example to them, like say maybe a baseball player would, or a football player or maybe some other type of musicians. I don't feel I have to really set an example that somebody else has to live up to.

She knows there's no success like failure, and that failure's no success at all.