Modern science is predicated on 'truths' verified through accurate observation and measurements of physical world phenomena.
There's a fearful term that's in fashion at the moment - closure. People apparently believe it is desirable and attainable.
We open our mouths and out flow words whose ancestries we do not even know. We are walking lexicons. In a single sentence of idle chatter we preserve Latin, Anglo-Saxon, Norse: we carry a museum inside our heads, each day we commemorate peoples of whom we have never heard.
It seems to me that anyone whose library consists of a Kindle lying on a table is some sort of bloodless nerd.
We all need a past - that's where our sense of identity comes from.
The idea that memory is linear is nonsense. What we have in our heads is a collection of frames. As to time itself-can it be linear when all these snatches of other presents exist at once in your mind? A very elusive and tricky concept, time.
The day is refracted, and the next and the one after that, all of them broken up into a hundred juggled segments, each brilliant and self-contained so that the hours are no longer linear but assorted like bright sweets in a jar.
Very often my weekends are spent performing on Saturday, on stage in the afternoon and again in the evening.
To lose yourself in righteous service to others can lift your sights and get your mind off personal problems, or at least put them in proper focus.
If you've been here 15 years and you've got three kids and grandkids and you've been paying taxes and obeying the law, you belong to a local church, I don't think we're going to separate you from your family, uproot you forcefully and kick you out.
I'm not done writing songs about you yet.