Music when soft voices die Vibrates in the memory.
Is it not odd that the only generous person I ever knew who had money to be...
Reason respects the differences and imagination the similitudes of things.
The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
Concerning God freewill and destiny: Of all that earth has been or yet may...
History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.
Government is an evil it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that...
In a drama of the highest order there is little food for censure or hatred it...
Fear not for the future weep not for the past.
Death is the veil which those who live call life They sleep and it is lifted.
Girlfriend and 100 Percent Fun were my two peeks around '92 and '96. The reality is that the times I had the most media success sold lots of records and played bigger shows I had the least control of my own life.
