Maybe there's a God above, As for me, all I've ever seemed to learn from love Is how to shoot at someone who outdrew you. Yeah but it's not a complaint that you hear tonight, It's not the laughter of someone who claims to have seen the light No it's a cold and it's a very lonely Hallelujah.

My two great heroes are W. B. Yeats and Federico Garcia Lorca.

I wish I could say everything in one word. I hate all the things that can happen between the beginning of a sentence and the end.

Follow me, the wise man said, but he walked behind.

Pay attention to the cracks, because that's where the light gets in.

there's no forsaking what you love no existential leap as witnessed here in time and blood a thousand kisses deep

Well it's true, ever since I stopped eating meat I feel a lot better among animals, I feel I can be much more honest when I pat a dog.