The only thing that can kill me is death, that's the only thing that can ever stop me, is death, and even then my music will live forever.

Live, be, move, rejoice - you are alive! Without the heart's wise rhythm, we could not exist.

The mind-is not the heart. I may yet live, as I know others live, To wish in vain to let go with the mind- Of cares, at night, to sleep; but nothing tells me That I need learn to let go with the heart.

I want to live, I want to give, I've been a miner for a heart of gold.

My mother taught me three things: respect, knowledge, search for knowledge. It's an eternal journey.

When an angel comes down and takes me away, memories of me and my songs will always stay until the end of time.