I guess it comes down to a simple choice: get busy living or get busy dying.
It takes a strong man to save himself, and a great man to save another.
Fear can hold you prisoner. Hope can set you free.
That's the beauty of music. They can't take that away from you.
These walls are kind of funny like that. First you hate’em, then you get used to’em. Enough time passes, gets so you depend on them.