Sometimes the heart is so heavy that we turn away from it and forget that its throbbing is the wisest message of life, a wordless message that says, "Live, be, move, rejoice -- you are alive!" Without the heart's wise rhythm, we could not exist.

They didn't trademark everything back then. Now someone farts and they put a TM after it. Even Miller Lite says 'A Fine Pilsner Beer' on the label. It is a crime.

What one wishes is to be touched by truth and to be able to interpret that truth so that one may use what one is feeling and experiencing, be it despair or joy, in a way that will add meaning to one's life and will hopefully touch others as well.

Don't blame it on the sunshine. Don't blame it on the moonlight. Blame it on the boogie.

I'm happy to be alive, I'm happy to be who I am.

When I was small I didn't really know what i was doing. I just sang and it came out sounding pretty good. I just do it and it happens.

There's a Mother's Day and there's a Father's Day, but there's no Children's Day. It would mean a lot. World peace.