I've played drums in bands since I was 16.
I fought with my twin, the enemy within.
You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.
All the money you made will never buy back your soul.
He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich.
The dirt of gossip blows into my face and the dust rumors cover me. But if the arrow is straight and the point is slick, it can pierce through dust no matter how thick.
You have to work out where your place is. And who you are. But we're all spirit. That's all we are, we're just walking dressed up in a suit of skin, and we're going to leave that behind.
Where ever fear shadows. . . . that always means there is a light shining somewhere.
You just have to prove to yourself that you can go out there and be the best that you can be and not prove anything to anyone.
Man's objection to love is that it dies hard; woman's, that when it is dead, it stays dead.
The flames of freedom which were lighted across this great land of ours in Thomas Jefferson's day have continued to burn with an intense and magnetic light for nearly 200 years. They have been fed by the spiritual fuel which abounds only in a land where an abiding faith in God and recognition of Him as the true Author of Liberty prevail.