It Sounds Corny, But It's Absolutely True:

All Of Us Are Survivors, But How Many Of Us Transcend Survival?

You Don't Get To Choose How You're Going To Die, Or When. You Can Only Decide How You're Going To Live. Now.

Only You And I Can Help The Sun Rise Each Coming Morning. If We Don't, It May Drench Itself Out In Sorrow.

As Long As One Keeps Searching, The Answers Will Come.

It [my Vocal] Didn't Sound Like What I Wanted To Hear; The Vibrato Isn't What I Liked Anymore. So I Got Myself To An Ear, Nose And Throat Guy Who Does A Lot Of Work With Singers, And I Was Hoping There Was A Big Wart On My Vocal Cords Or Something And They Could Scrape It Off And I Could Have The Voice I Wanted. But He Said, "no, For 71, That's Your Voice."