In time we hate that which we often fear.

All the songs I write are about human dynamics, whether it’s with girlfriends, boyfriends, or family.

Love is an interesting thing.

When we make progress quickly, it feeds our emotions. Then, when there’s a period of waiting or we hit a plateau, we find out how committed we really are and whether we’re going to see things through to the finish or quit.

You should not have taken advantage of my sensibility to steal into my affections without my consent.

Of course, when I say that human nature is gentleness, it is not 100 percent so. Every human being has that nature, but there are many people acting against their nature, being false.

This is what is hardest: to close the open hand because one loves.

In the little world in which children have their existence, whosoever brings them up, there is nothing so finely perceived and so finely felt, as injustice.

Action is no less necessary than thought to the instinctive tendencies of the human frame.

It is not these well-fed long-haired men that I fear, but the pale and the hungry-looking.

Being a sex symbol is a heavy load to carry, especially when one is tired, hurt and bewildered.

Love has reasons which reason cannot understand.

Waking up every day and loving someone who may or may not love us back, whose safety we can’t ensure, who may stay in our lives or may leave without a moment’s notice, who may be loyal to the day they die or betray us tomorrow – that’s vulnerability.

People respond in accordance to how you relate to them. If you approach them on the basis of violence, that’s how they’ll react. But if you say, ‚We want peace, we want stability,‘ we can then do a lot of things that will contribute towards the progress of our society.

I’d be more frightened by not using whatever abilities I’d been given. I’d be more frightened by procrastination and laziness.

There are only two forces that unite men – fear and interest.

Just what is it that academics have to fear if they stand up for common decency, instead of letting campus barbarians run amok?

What I hate is nasty, ugly people.

There are strings in the human heart that had better not be vibrated.

In this sad world of ours, sorrow comes to all; and to the young, it comes with bitterest agony because it takes them unawares. I have had experience enough to know what I say.

Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind.

Strong emotions such as passion and bliss are indications that you’re connected to Spirit, or ‚inspired,‘ if you will. When you’re inspired, you activate dormant forces, and the abundance you seek in any form comes streaming into your life.

Men are so necessarily mad, that not to be mad would amount to another form of madness.

I’m afraid of losing my obscurity. Genuineness only thrives in the dark. Like celery.

People love conspiracy theories.

Do the thing you fear most and the death of fear is certain.

The best book, like the best speech, will do it all – make us laugh, think, cry and cheer – preferably in that order.

Men walk this tightrope where any sign of weakness illicits shame, and so they’re afraid to make themselves vulnerable for fear of looking weak.

I sang a song at my sister’s wedding. My mother forced me into that, too. But that one felt all right.

I just always wanted to study human behavior because every psychologist that I would talk to would tell me I was bipolar, and I know I’m not bipolar, so I had to perform a psychoanalysis on myself to find out that I have unresolved grief.

There are so many emotions that you’re feeling, you can get stifled by them if you’re feeling them all at once. What I try to do is take one moment – one simple, simple feeling – and expand it into three-and-a-half minutes.

The key to success is to focus our conscious mind on things we desire not things we fear.

Love is trembling happiness.

Why are women… so much more interesting to men than men are to women?

Everywhere that freedom stirs, let tyrants fear.

No one was more shocked or angry than I was when we didn’t find the weapons. I had a sickening feeling every time I thought about it. I still do.

My only fear is that I may live too long. This would be a subject of dread to me.

I’ve never bought into any sort of hard and fast, this-box/that-box characterization. People are individuals. Yes, they may be expected to be a particular way. But that doesn’t mean they’re going to be that way.

When I am angry I can pray well and preach well.

Death obsesses me, yes it does. I can’t really understand why it doesn’t obsess everyone – I think it does really, I’m just a little more out about it.

When I grew up, the Devil was a reason why I had a headache or the Devil was the reason I got mad today. We always blamed the Devil. I think today when I say the Enemy, I like to make it broader. Sometimes the Enemy can be our own thoughts.

Dread, which is closely related to fear, steals the ability to enjoy ordinary life and makes people anxious about the future. It keeps them from looking forward to the next day, the next month, or the next decade.

A person’s fears are lighter when the danger is at hand.

Ah, women. They make the highs higher and the lows more frequent.

Hatred is inveterate anger.

Then, when I’m in these relationships with people who are also creative, or creative in their own way, what happens is the attraction is initially there and it’s all unicorns and rainbows. And then they hate me.

Fear seems to have many causes. Fear of loss, fear of failure, fear of being hurt, and so on, but ultimately all fear is the ego’s fear of death, of annihilation. To the ego, death is always just around the corner. In this mind-identified state, fear of death affects every aspect of your life.

The less secure a man is, the more likely he is to have extreme prejudice.

I’m terrified of losing my voice.

Those whom we can love, we can hate; to others we are indifferent.

I’ve been afraid of people playing their life away with too many toys.

But O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man’s eyes.

People forget that Mozart wrote for commissions. There’s a thing in psychology where they think if it’s popular, it can’t be serious.

The first and simplest emotion which we discover in the human mind, is curiosity.

Just as courage is the danger of life, so is fear its safeguard.

I was never ignorant, as far as being experienced in classrooms and learning about different subjects and actually soaking it up, so I checked into college for a little bit. I took classes at a community college in West L.A. I took psychology, English, and philosophy.

I’m addicted to placebos.

What can everyone do? Praise and blame. This is human virtue, this is human madness.

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

There is a boundary to men’s passions when they act from feelings; but none when they are under the influence of imagination.

I hesitate to use a pathologizing label, but underneath the so-called narcissistic personality is definitely shame and the paralyzing fear of being ordinary.