People disagreeing everywhere you look makes you wanna stop and read a book.

I was born a long way from where I belong and I am on my way home.

Look out your window, and I'll be gone. You're the reason I'm a-traveling on.

God knows there's a heaven.

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

Some are masters of illusions, some are ministers of trade, all under the same delusion, all their beds unmade.

It's always disappointing when people decide for one reason or another that they don't like your work anymore, but you can't try to please people, because then you're just going to be doing - you'll never live it down, y'know it'll always be dogging you around - you might be being a fake about the whole thing.