Time is an ocean, but it ends at the shore.

Let me drink from the waters where the mountain streams flood Let the smell of wildflowers flow free through my blood Let me sleep in your meadows with the green grassy leaves Let me walk down the highway with my brother in peace Let me die in my footsteps Before I go down under the ground.

When you got nothing, you got nothin' to lose You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

"Like a Rolling Stone" [of Bob Dylan] is a kiss-off song like none before or since.

If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, just remind me to show you the scars.

What kind of alchemy could create a perfume that would make a reaction to a person lukewarm, indifferent and apathetic?If such a scent could be made I'd like some.

I used to play hockey when I was growing up. Everyone sort of learns how to skate and play hockey at an early age.