And always, he fought the temptation to choose a clear, safe course, warning 'That path leads ever down into stagnation.

I am like a person whose hands were kept numb, without sensation from the first moment of awareness - until one day the ability to feel is forced into them. And I say "Look! I have no hands!" But the people all around me say: "What are hands?

There's hope left in these dusty chords. There's a song left in our rusty hearts. We are torn and frayed but love remains.

There has never been a truly selfless rebel, just hypocrites—conscious hypocrites or unconscious hypocrites, it’s all the same.

Show me a completely smooth operation and I'll show you someone who's covering mistakes. Real boats rock.

Growth is limited by that necessity which is present in the least amount.

The young reed dies so easily. Beginnings are times of great peril.