I don't write a great song every day. I don't write a great song every couple weeks. It comes in such random times.
I appreciate the boldness of gratitude in the quiet, unspoken depths and its ability to buoy another by being articulated.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Appreciate your friends. Continue to learn. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
Speak quietly to yourself and promise there will be better days. Whisper gently to yourself and provide assurance that you really are extending your best effort. Console your bruised and tender spirit with reminders of many other successes. Offer comfort in practical and tangible ways - as if you were encouraging your dearest friend. Recognize that on certain days the greatest grace is that the day is over and you get to close your eyes. Tomorrow comes more brightly.
Best Friends: we're a parade - even by ourselves!
One movement toward light becomes a clear signpost on a long road.
Life is defined more by its contrasts than its samenesses; Life is defined more by its risks than the many securities.
I’ve never sung anywhere without giving the people listening to me a chance to join in - as a kid, as a lefty, as a man touring the U. S. A. and the world, as an oldster. I guess it’s kind of a religion with me. Participation. That’s what’s going to save the human race.
So, sleep deprivation, and sometimes an insomnia, which is a little bit of a different form, but just getting a lack of sleep, can lead to a number of different decrements.
To be successful you must accept all challenges that come your way. You can't just accept the ones you like.
It's so bad being homeless in winter. They should go somewhere warm like the Caribbean where they can eat fresh fish all day.