Remember when you're out there trying to heal the sick, that you must always first forgive them.

The best songs are the songs you write that you don't know anything about. They're an escape.

Maybe someday you will understand, that something for nothing is everybody's plan.

Nothing is better, nothing is best, take heed of this and get plenty of rest.

There's beauty in the silver singing river There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else can match the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes

Walkin' through the leaves fallin' from the trees, Feelin' like a stranger nobody sees.

I was headed for the fantastic lights. No doubt about it. Could it be that I was being deceived? Not likely. I don't think I had enough imagination to be deceived; had no false hope, either. I'd come from a long ways off and had started from a long ways down. But now destiny was about to manifest itself. I felt like it was looking right at me and nobody else.