Pastoral Resources

The love of economy is the root of all virtue.

The fickleness of the women I love is only equalled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me.

I love the idea of stepping out of the band situation into a solo world with no boundaries, no expectations, where nothing is out of bounds.

There is no sincerer love than the love of food.

Only on paper has humanity yet achieved glory, beauty, truth, knowledge, virtue, and abiding love.

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.

I love to get people to sing and play together.

I think everybody has the ability to fall in love with a man or with a woman or a white person or a black person or a Jewish person or a Protestant person or whatever.

I never thought to myself, I'm going to grow up and fall in love with a man or I'm going to fall in love with a woman because my mother is a lesbian.

I love a lot of reggae, but I've never had the opportunity to play with any reggae guys.

I think the future looks great for music, musicians, bass players, and all we love about music.

I would love to support Hillary for president if she would come out against the travesty in Iraq. But I don't think she can speak out against the occupation because she supports it.

You remember all those phrases about how 'these people' - Asians - don't value human life like we do. Well if you spend any time around them, you discover that they love their children just as much as we love ours. That is certainly true of the Vietnamese.

I think my passion is misinterpreted as anger sometimes. And I don't think people are ready for the message that I'm delivering, and delivering with a sense of violent love.

You either love or you hate. You live in the middle, you get nothing.

It's not an act. I love it. It's totally original. People go, 'What's going on with this guy? Why does he sound so weird? What is going on in his brain. I don't know. Just one day I suddenly woke up with a new brain.

Love is a mutual self-giving which ends in self-recovery.

Baloney is flattery laid on so thick it cannot be true, and blarney is flattery so thin we love it.

Show me your hands. Do they have scars from giving? Show me your feet. Are they wounded in service? Show me your heart. Have you left a place for divine love?

I vowed I would do everything I could to stop the Isle of Man counting towards the world championship. And it was stopped, so they love me in the Isle of Man.