Every fool has a reason for feeling sorry for himself.
The times they are a-changing.
You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.
All the money you made will never buy back your soul.
He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich.
The dirt of gossip blows into my face and the dust rumors cover me. But if the arrow is straight and the point is slick, it can pierce through dust no matter how thick.
You have to work out where your place is. And who you are. But we're all spirit. That's all we are, we're just walking dressed up in a suit of skin, and we're going to leave that behind.
A full bosom is actually a millstone around a woman's neck.
Anybody I'm in a band with can do what they do better than me. I'm a huge believer that I can play bass or whatever I bring to the table - producing, songwriting, orchestrating - and I can look at the other guys and say, "He's got that, he's got this, and I have this. " It's a team thing.
If ever I expected to come face to face with an angry Christian fundamentalist, it wasn't in FAO Schwarz.
My work comes first, reasons for it follow.