The magic never worked! The only thing we’re left with is regret.
I think many experiences are bound to be failures, and sometimes I regret them before they even happen.
Sometimes you're trapped in writing songs and you don't have enough distance from what you do anymore and you need the talent and the years of other people to come and jump in.
I believe that the beauty of repetition is something that is not explored enough yet.
Everything is temporary. Everything is bound to end.
It's just trying everyday to do the best you can and to enjoy what you have with the mixture of the venue and the sound and the crowd.
I like to capture moments. It's like a photograph. Ten years from now you look at the photograph and you don't remember it but rather the whole week or month around the photo.
There is strong shadow where there is much light.
My father probably thought the capital of the world was wherever he was at the time. It couldn't possibly be anyplace else. Where he and his wife were in their own home, that, for them, was the capital of the world.
We are all the same. We have the same hopes, fears, strengths, and weaknesses.
What shall we do with. . . the Jews?. . . set fire to their synagogues or schools and bury and cover with dirt whatever will not burn, so that no man will ever again see a stone or cinder of them.