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

I've always been the kind of person that doesn't like to trespass, but sometimes you just find yourself over the line.

God is in heaven, and we all want what's his. But power and greed and corruptible seed seem to be all that there is.

You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.

"Subterranean Homesick Blues" [of Bob Dylan] captures, in word-salad format, life in an encroaching police state.

Keep a good head and always carry a light bulb.

People are crazy and times are strange ... I used to care but things have changed