If I cry, it’s because I’m very angry and I can’t do anything about it because I’ve run into a dead end. That’s when the tears would come down.

I think that you can love people without it being the great love.

We can feel joy even while having a bad day, a bad week, or even a bad year!

I’m a songwriter. Everything affects me.

For most of us, relationship with another is based on dependence, either economic or psychological. This dependence creates fear, breeds in us possessiveness, results in friction, suspicion, frustration.

I’m a movie maker, but I have the same feelings as the average guy out there.

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart.

He who is not just is severe, he who is not wise is sad.

I went to a general store. They wouldn’t let me buy anything specifically.

The devil is a peace stealer, and he works hard to set us up to get upset. But we can learn how to change our approach so we don’t live upset all of the time. And Jesus gives us the best example to follow.

Music fills in for words a lot of the time when people don’t know what to say, and I think music can be more eloquent than words.

‚Tis love that makes the world go round, my baby.

I would love to sign on to do a movie if it was the right role and if it was the right script, because I would be taking time away from music to tell a big grand story, and spend all of my time and pouring all of my emotions into being someone else. So for me to do that, it would have to be a story worth telling.

The basis of optimism is sheer terror.

There is something curiously boring about somebody else’s happiness.

It’s with bad sentiments that one makes good novels.

Renunciation remains sorrow, though a sorrow borne willingly.

The loss of young first love is so painful that it borders on the ludicrous.

There is a road from the eye to heart that does not go through the intellect.

Do not meddle in the affairs of Wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger.

I believe everyone should have a good death. You know, with your grandchildren around you, a bit of sobbing. Because after all, tears are appropriate on a death bed. And you say goodbye to your loved ones, making certain that one of them has been left behind to look after the shop.

Almost all of our sorrows spring out of our relations with other people.

I listen to music that is of our time and I just get angry.

Where there is reverence there is fear, but there is not reverence everywhere that there is fear, because fear presumably has a wider extension than reverence.

To a guy like me, a laugh is full of information.

There’s very little dislike of Americans in the world, shown by repeated polls, and the dissatisfaction – that is, the hatred and the anger – they come from acceptance of American values, not a rejection of them, and recognition that they’re rejected by the U.S. government and by U.S. elites, which does lead to hatred and anger.

‚Mean‘ is a song I wrote about somebody who wrote things that were so mean so many times that it would ruin my day. Then it would ruin the next day. And it would level me so many times, I just felt like I was being hit in the face every time this person would take to their computer.

When I don’t feel free and can’t do what I want I just react. I go against it.

No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.

Where fear is, happiness is not.

There must be something solemn, serious, and tender about any attitude which we denominate religious. If glad, it must not grin or snicker; if sad, it must not scream or curse.

Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.

I lost some of my friends because I got so famous, people who just assumed that I would be different now. I felt like everyone hated me. That is the most unhappy time of my life.

We are looking for happiness and running after it in such a way that creates anger, fear and discrimination. So when you attend a retreat, you have a chance to look at the deep roots of this pollution of the collective energy that is unwholesome.

A letdown is worth a few songs. A heartbreak is worth a few albums.

It’s still scary every time I go back to the past. Each morning, my heart catches. When I get there, I remember how the light was, where the draft was coming from, what odors were in the air. When I write, I get all the weeping out.

My faith helps me overcome such negative emotions and find my equilibrium.

Anxiety does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but only empties today of its strength.

An onion can make people cry but there’s never been a vegetable that can make people laugh.

I’m a human being and I fall in love and sometimes I don’t have control of every situation.

Action seems to follow feeling, but really action and feeling go together; and by regulating the action, which is under the more direct control of the will, we can indirectly regulate the feeling, which is not.

May we so love as never to have occasion to repent of our love!

When you really don’t like a guy, they’re all over you, and as soon as you act like you like them, they’re no longer interested.

I’m an emotional person.

As a coach, one thing that used to frustrate me was one player would make a bad decision, and that’s all you would read about in the papers all over the country. We have so many athletes do so many wonderful things for other people, and you never read about it.

People react to fear, not love; they don’t teach that in Sunday School, but it’s true.

I mean, I feel like you get more bees with honey. But that doesn’t mean I don’t get frustrated in my life.

I think ‚The Color Purple‘ is so bursting with love, the need for connection, the showing of the need for connection around the globe.

You know how big love is? Love is big. love can hold anger; love can even hold hatred.

The feeling of friendship is like that of being comfortably filled with roast beef; love, like being enlivened with champagne.

The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it.

The ideal death, I think, is what was the ideal Victorian death, you know, with your grandchildren around you, a bit of sobbing. And you say goodbye to your loved ones, making certain that one of them has been left behind to look after the shop.

Well, I think everybody is frustrated by the finances of the U.N. and the inability to solve problems of war and peace.

The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy.

We conceal it from ourselves in vain – we must always love something. In those matters seemingly removed from love, the feeling is secretly to be found, and man cannot possibly live for a moment without it.

Nobody likes to have trouble. The moment we get a hint that it’s coming, a common response is, ‚Oh no! Not again!‘

In one day, I have times where I’m feeling great, I feel like I love my life, and then 2:30 rolls around and I’m the angriest man alive. My wife sees it.

The display of grief makes more demands than grief itself. How few men are sad in their own company.

Music was an experience, intimately married to your life. You could pay to hear music, but after you did, it was over, gone – a memory.

There’s a part of you – the born-again part, your spirit – that’s dead to sin. That’s why it bothers you now when you sin. The ‚wilderness‘ part of you – your soul – is your unrenewed mind, out-of-control emotions, and stubborn will.

When a man has once loved a woman he will do anything for her except continue to love her.