My first stringed instrument was a cigar box banjo where I cut and turned the pegs and strung the wires myself.

The secret of happiness is to admire without desiring.

Read the dictionary from A to Izzard today. Get a vocabulary. Brush up on your diction. See whether wisdom is just a lot of language.

Love your neighbor as yourself but don't take down your fence.

Yesterday and tomorrow cross and mix on the skyline. The two are lost in a purple haze. One forgets, one waits.

Lips half-willing in a doorway. Lips half-singing at a window. Eyes half-dreaming in the walls. Feet half-dancing in a kitchen. Even the clocks half-yawn the hours And the farmers make half-answers.

What if they gave a war and nobody came?