All I'm gonna do is just go on and do what I feel.

In order to change the world, I guess a person would have to really get his head together first before he can say anything to the world, to change it.

This morning came on to me, silver wings silhouetted against the child's sunrise.

All I'm writing is just what I feel, that's all. I just keep it almost naked. And probably the words are so bland.

You don't have to be singing about love all the time in order to give love to the people. You don't have to keep flashing those words all the time.

Will the wind ever remember the names it has blown in the past? And with its crutch, its old age, and its wisdom, it whispers no this will be the last.

I was trying to do too many things at the same time, which is my nature. But I was enjoying it, and I still do enjoy it.