For to sit in a room full of books, and remember the stories they told you, and to know precisely where each one is located and what was happening in your life at time or where you were when you first read it is the languid and distilled pleasure of the connoisseur.

Convince an enemy, convince him that he's wrong. To win a bloodless battle, the victory is long. A simple act of faith, reason over might. To blow up his children would only prove him right.

I try to give the media as many confusing images as I can to retain my freedom. What's real is for my children and the people I live with.

I've been the lowest low on the planet, I've been a sinner all my days. And I was living with my hands on the trigger, I had no sense to change my ways.

I can't fly a flag for monogamy or whatever the opposite is; it depends on the person and on the situation.

The acceptance of death gives you more of a stake in life, in living life happily, as it should be lived. Living for the moment.

That sense of failure, I don't know where people put it who don't write songs and aren't able to emote physically. It must go somewhere.