I was probably the only professed revolutionary ever referred to as "cute."

The work that the kids saw around them was so odious, so boring, so worthless that they came to regard WORK as the only dirty four-letter word in the English language.

Every rock or molotov cocktail thrown should make a very obvious political point. Random violence produces random propaganda results. Why waste even a rock?

Life-actors never rehearse and need no script. A life-actor uses whatever he has available, nothing more, nothing less.

Smoking dope and hanging up Che's picture is no more a commitment than drinking milk and collecting postage stamps.

If you don't have sex and you don't do drugs, your rock 'n' roll better be awfully good.

The only way to support a revolution is to make your own.