Once my mom passed away I have nobody to answer to. It's great.

My mom passed away at 41 from diabetes. And I'm 42 thank you. I didn't want to do that to my son. So any time I was at the gym that thing that helped me do that last squat was my son calling some other woman mommy. And that would just give me that extra oomph to do that last squat. I want to be around for him.

My mom passed away a day before high school started and her dream was for me to be a full rock and roll guy and play drums in a band.

Not to be weird but I still have an ongoing relationship with my mom even though she passed away and I've been surprised at how much I've been able to convey to her. Now I sound like a total weirdo but that's true.

I always knew I wanted kids but when my mom passed away I was like 'I want a bunch of kids. I want three kids or four kids and I want to have that relationship again.' I can't bring my mom back but I can have children.

Before marriage many couples are very much like people rushing to catch an airplane once aboard they turn into passengers. They just sit there.

The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.

If you love someone you say it right then out loud. Otherwise the moment just passes you by.

I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old his coat worn his cloak was out at the elbows the water passed through his shoes - and the stars through his soul.

Have we not come to such an impasse in the modern world that we must love our enemies - or else? The chain reaction of evil - hate begetting hate wars producing more wars - must be broken or else we shall be plunged into the dark abyss of annihilation.