Love is the promise that guides me.

I choose to express myself.

I'm not the quiet sensitive little guy I was. I can't be. There's just too much after me.

I love Don Williams records. And old Ralph Stanley and Bill Monroe.

Love like a phantoms lights but hold in the heart, it builds like the empty smile adorning a statue with sightless eyes.

You've got to just follow your heart and do your best work. For better or worse, I have followed my heart. There is no doubt in my mind or heart that everything I've done is exactly what I intended to do.

A simple smile, a tender touch, speaks the true language of love.