Jesus, that ear. He should donate it to The Smithsonian. Brian Wilson, he made all his records with four tracks, but you couldn't make his records if you had a hundred tracks today.

May God bless and keep you always, May your wishes all come true, May you always do for others And let others do for you. May you build a ladder to the stars And climb on every rung, May you stay forever young.

Sometimes you just have to bite your upper lip and put sunglasses on.

I'm not a playwright. The people in my songs are all me.

Your old road is rapidly aging. Please get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand, For the times they are a-changin'.

Some are masters of illusions, some are ministers of trade, all under the same delusion, all their beds unmade.

Ring the bells for the blind and deaf.