I have this pet thing about how global communications are moving so fast now, throwing information at you, making everything available to you, and yet I feel it's leaving us more and more isolated.

Being in a band is always a compromise. Provided that the balance is good, what you lose in compromise, you gain by collaboration.

Everyone I talk to has a Genesis story to tell.

I would feel horrible to think I had put my name on a pistol permit and allowed someone to carry around a gun and they committed another crime.

I'm completely hooked on polo.

Seventy percent of what I write, I throw out. I can write very easily, but writing original things is the hard bit.

When I've finished one project, I start thinking about the next.

When Peter Gabriel left, we obviously lost a very strong stage performer. Phil hasn't replaced him; Phil's done a different thing.

I can assume that the younger generations will no longer know what vinyl was. Maybe some kids will take their CD back to the shop, telling the shop owner they have a faulty disc and if they could please get a new one.

Think it not hard if you get not your will, nor your delights in this life; God will have you to rejoice in nothing but himself.

When I am in the cellar of affliction, I look for the Lord's choicest wines.

See that you buy the field where the Pearl is; sell all, and make a purchase of salvation. Think it not easy: for it is a steep ascent to eternal glory: many are lying dead by the way, slain with security.

Let your children be as so many flowers, borrowed from God. If the flowers die or wither, thank God for a summer loan of them.

Millions of hells of sinners cannot come near to exhaust infinite grace.

My faith has no bed to sleep upon but omnipotence.

Verily, we know not what an evil it is to indulge ourselves, and to make an idol of our will.

We take nothing to the grave with us, but a good or evil conscience... It is true, terrors of conscience cast us down; and yet without terrors of conscience we cannot be raised up again.

Grace tried is better than grace, and more than grace; it is glory in its infancy.

I have been benefited by praying for others; for by making an errand to God for them I have gotten something for myself.

Jesus Christ came into my prison cell last night, and every stone flashed like a ruby.