That's all nonviolence is - organized love.

It seems to me that those songs that have been any good, I have nothing much to do with the writing of them. The words have just crawled down my sleeve and come out on the page.

My dread is for my show to be a nostalgia act. So the key to it is how do we keep it fresh?

You don't get to choose how you're going to die, or when. You can only decide how you're going to live. Now.

To sing is to praise God and the daffodils, and to praise God is to thank Him, in every note within my small range, and every color in the tones of my voice, with every look into the eyes of my audience, to thank Him. Thank you, God, for letting me be born, for giving me eyes to see the daffodils lean in the wind, all my brothers, all my sisters, for giving me ears to hear crying, legs to come running, hands to smooth damp hair, a voice to laugh with and to sing with...to sing to you and the daffodils.

Action is the antidote to despair.

The search is in the doing.