“Nothing can help me but that beauty.There was a dawn I rememberwhen my soul heard something from your soul.I drank water from your springand felt the current take me.”

“Take the blinders from your visiontake the padding from your earsand confess you've heard me crying and admit you've seen my tears.”

“O Lord my God, tell me what you are to me. Say to my soul, I am your salvation. Say it so that I can hear it. My heart is listening, Lord; open the ears of my heard and say to my soul, I am your salvation. Let me run toward this voice and seize hold of you. Do not hide your face from me: let me die so that I may see it, for not to see it would be death to me indeed.”

“She is my friend, and there is nothing you can say or do that can stop me from helping her.”

“Come hell or high water, I will separate you from your man-business. I don't care how, or if you kill me. If it means me, dead, holding your junk, I'll take your junk. Got that?”

“Everything starts from something but something would be nothing if your heart didn't dream with me.”