Listen to the Music of the Moment, people. . . . Dance and Sing!
I'm very English, and we don't talk about emotions publicly.
A lot of the time it feels like… music is some sort of excuse to be a human. It’s kind of like people need that excuse to go and put their arms in the air and sing their hearts out.
Love it will not betray you, dismay or enslave you, it will set you freeto be more like the man you were made to be
I think it was T. S. Eliot who talked about good poetry being felt before it’s understood. I believe that. There are some bands where I love their lyrics but I don’t have a clue what they’re on about.
I approach my life haphazardly. Not much holiness and only as much wisdom as I can muster.
A lot of the time writers are just sponges. . . for what's around them, and so books are helpful for focusing your mind and literally putting it into words.
Every day you spend becoming an expert in a field, you become more useless in that field.
When it comes to my work, I'm fearless. I go with my gut.
If the Wizard of Oz were real he would be in Hollywood.
She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second.