Neil Peart Quotes - Page 2

I think everything I do has Howard Roark [hero of The Fountainhead] in it, you know, as much as anything. The person I write for is Howard Roark.

When I'm riding my motorcycle, I'm glad to be alive. When I stop riding my motorcycle, I'm glad to be alive.

I want to be an improviser, and I've worked very hard at that. It's an art. You don't just play whatever comes into your head; you have to be very deliberate about what you do.

Don't try to change Doofus, let Doofus change you.

No one gets to their heaven without a fight...

Could hell be a place where there is no self-respect? A place where people have no pride in their own existence or behavior, and thus would have none for anyone or anything else?

Lessons taught but never learned, all around us anger burns. Guide the future by the past. Long ago the mould was cast.

You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice. If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice. You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill. I will choose a path thats clear. I will choose Freewill.

Live for yourself... there's no one else more worth living for...

Throw off those chains of reason and your prison disappears.

I remain the optimist: you just do your best and hope for the best. But it's an evolving state of mind.

I still totally believe in individual rights and individual responsibility and in choosing to do good.

Look in, look the storm in the eye. Look out, to the sea and the sky. Look around, at the sight and sound. Look in, look out, look around.

Living in the limelight: the universal dream for those who wish to SEEM. Those who wish to BE, must put aside the alienation, get on with the fascination, the real relation, the underlying theme.

You just become adaptable and try to lead a good life in ways that make sense, regardless. Because I know at the end of it, if I'm going to meet Jesus or Allah or Buddha, I'm going to be all right.

No changes are permanent, but change is.

Too much attention and hoopla doesn't agree with my temperament.

But glittering prizes and endless compromises, Shatter the illusion of integrity...

I have come to believe that anger and grudges are burning embers in the heart.

Half the world cries Half the world laughs Half the world tries To be the other half

Different hearts beat on different strings

There's a new reality born every minute. Unless one is a believer in predestination (in which case I'll call the prestidigitator), or other puppet-like restraints on our powers, one is free to imagine and effect changes on the world. And if enough people do it, there are big changes. These things happen. Anything can.

Adventures suck when you're having them.

One likes to believe in the freedom of music...

For me, drum elements are like hieroglyphics - I think of a certain physical figure, and a little three-dimensional glyph will appear in my mind as I'm playing.