My book 'Trust Your Heart' which is the story of my life will be followed by 'Singing Lessons' a memoir of love loss hope and healing which talks about the death of my son and the hope that has been the aftermath of the healing from that tragedy.

Everybody thinks I'm at death's door but I'm not. There's nothing seriously wrong with me and my heart is in 100 percent working order. Anything else you may hear is a damn lie!

We march and fight to death or on to victory. Our might is right no traitors shall prevail. Our hearts are steeled against the fiery gates of hell. No shot or shell can still our mighty song.

Pay mind to your own life your own health and wholeness. A bleeding heart is of no help to anyone if it bleeds to death.

It is a horrible fact that we can read in the daily paper without interrupting our breakfast numerical reckonings of death and destruction that ought to break our hearts or scare us out of our wits.

I offer neither pay nor quarters nor food I offer only hunger thirst forced marches battles and death. Let him who loves his country with his heart and not merely with his lips follow me.

Man is born in a day and he dies in a day and the thing is easily over but to have a sick heart for three-fourths of one's lifetime is simply to have death renewed every morning and life at that price is not worth living.

Death is someone you see very clearly with eyes in the center of your heart: eyes that see not by reacting to light but by reacting to a kind of a chill from within the marrow of your own life.

Even though people may be well known they hold in their hearts the emotions of a simple person for the moments that are the most important of those we know on earth: birth marriage and death.

Live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.