The cutting of the gem has to be finished before you can see whether it shines.
You lose your grip, and then you slip into the Masterpiece.
My reputation as a ladies' man was a joke that caused me to laugh bitterly through the ten thousand nights I spent alone.
I always felt I was scraping the bottom of the barrel trying to get a song together.
Everytime you grab at love you will lose a snowflake of your memory
I hope we [with Patrick Leonard] can come up with something orchestral with some spoken material. And I also, God willing, hope that perhaps another record of songs also might emerge, but one never knows.