"Dying in America / At the end of the millennium / We're dying in America / To come into our own / And when you're dying in America / At the end of the millennium / You're not alone"

“In one week I'll be thirty. Three-zero. Older than my Dad was when I was born. Older than Napoleon was when he ... did something that was probably extremely impressive at the time – I'm not a historian. I'm a composer. Sorry, a "promising young composer." I should have kids of my own by now, a career, but instead I've been "promising" for so long I'm afraid I'm starting to break the fucking promise.”

“I think they meant it when they said you can't buy love, but now I know you can rent it, a new lease you are my love!”

“I'm not mad that you got mad when I got mad when you said I should go drop dead.”

“The opposite of war isn't peace... It's creation!”

“I want to write music. I want to sit down right now at the piano, and write a song that people will listen to and remember. And do the same thing every morning for the rest of my life.”

“There's only us, there's only this / Forget regret, or life is yours to miss / No other road, no other way / No day but today!”