Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world.

Don't waste the breath to save your face, When you have done your best, And even more is asked of you, Let fate decide the rest.

Well, the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry anymore. When life looks like Easy Street there is danger at your door.

Every song falls short of the glory of what a song could be. That's why the urge is there to start again and yet again. Often it's the fault of rhyme. I've discovered a hundred times that there just aren't enough rhymes to say what I wanted to say, so I said something else instead. Sometimes it was a better thing, but the thing I meant to say went unsaid. So there's an opening for another song.

Perhaps people don't come into their true maturity until a parent dies.

I won't slave for beggar's pay, likewise gold and jewels, but I would slave to learn the way, to sink your ship of fools.

I feel I've got 10 books in me.