Lord of
Lord of
believe both cannot insane man
The man who cannot believe his senses, and the man, who cannot believe in anything else, are both insane
ease freedom manner vulgar
The manner of a vulgar man has freedom without ease; the manner of a gentleman, ease without freedom
case doubt focus holes key
The key is to really just focus on the state's case and look for holes of doubt in that case.
light darkness darkness-to-light
Jon passes from Darkness to Light,
dog nice thinking
I don't think the Bonzo Dog could have evolved in America, nor could the old Nice: because of their musical discipline. This is one thing that British groups do have, a sort of discipline. Sometimes it can get a bit soulless, but on the whole I think it's preferable to the American alternative.
boundaries produce restriction
Working against a restriction - for me - often produces greater things than getting rid of all boundaries.
use way classical-music
I love classical music; I love the way it's worked... all those chord sequences so I often use that sort of effect in my solos.
mean jazz boundaries
Free form jazz means absolutely nothing to me. Because there are no boundaries.
purple rocks band
Deep Purple is a damn good band and we've made a niche in rock 'n' roll history. Maybe not a huge one but enough to be very proud of.
government progress liberty
The ultimate success of this government and the stability of its institutions, its progress in all that can make a nation honored, depend upon its adherence to the principles of truth and righteousness.
cancer writing fighting
I would like all my friends, followers, fans and fellow travelers to know that I am fighting cancer and will therefore be taking a break from performing while getting the treatment and cure. I shall of course be continuing to write music - in my world it just has to be part of the therapy - and I fully expect to be back in good shape next year.
sleep reality world
Sleep hath its own world, and the wide realm of wild reality.
heart eagles views
So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.
daughter heart house
Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart.