Mick Fleetwood Quotes

My children make me cry on a daily basis about everything. Tears of joy, tears of pain, tears of sadness - all the tears, all the time.

It looks like I'm just gonna keep getting really, really happy and sad and embarrassed and excited and disappointed for the rest of my life, so let's just do that.

There are times when I cry. I'll sit in the chair and feel the depression, let it seethe. Then it starts to go away, and I find myself laughing, saying, 'Well, that was dramatic.'

I'm not typically a roller coaster person, but Space Mountain I really love out of all roller coasters. That and Splash Mountain.

My favourite roller coaster is the Millennium Force at Cedar Point in Ohio.

After a bath, we all love to dry off with a towel. But do we need it to survive? No. It's a luxury.

Grief, for me, is a moment-to-moment experience.

I have both joyful and heartbreaking moments in life, even now. Stardom doesn't give us everything.

My daughter was two weeks old when I wrote 'White Wine in the Sun.' I can remember just sobbing and having to leave the room.

Making 'Sound of Silver' was very emotional at times, where I just hated making that record.

I like roller coasters that have the one 70-foot drop.

I've always had a hard time just being angry or just being really sad - the bigger emotions.

Bank-Chor' is a rollercoaster ride and I'm delighted to be on it.

Feelings come at really unexpected moments to all of us, and they come so fast.

Sometimes you'll laugh. Sometimes you'll cry. Life never tells us, the when's or why's. When you've got friends, to wish you well. You'll find your point when. You will exhale.

I threw bitter tears at the ocean, but all that came back was the tide.

But I saw the pain and sadness in everything, and swirled it round my mouth like a fine wine.

Sometimes, when you’re sad you don’t know what to do, it helps to be angry. But then the tears come back again all the same, and you fall asleep with the salty taste of them on your lips.

First he threw out all of his records, trashed his heart and then he went to sleep.

All that sadness. All that anger. It is the smoke that gets into your eyes. If you do not blow it away, how can you hope to see?

Got those moods a swinging, tears a slinging, nothing fits me, when it hits me, ranting, raving, misbehaving, PMS blues.

And overpowered by memory Both men gave way to grief. Priam wept freely For man - killing Hector, throbbing, crouching Before Achilles' feet as Achilles wept himself, Now for his father, now for Patroclus once again And their sobbing rose and fell throughout the house.

Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard.

Sometimes it made her want to put her fist through glass; other times, it made her cry a river.

I'm the happiest the saddest guy in the world can be.