I doubt I’ll be singing forever, because at some point people aren’t going to want to hear my music, and I hope that I’ll still get the opportunity to write songs.

Behold, a virgin shall conceive, and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel.

There are only two lasting bequests that we can hope to give our children — roots and wings.

It could be you.

The soul of Adonais, like a star,
Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.