The first thing I know, I'm in a card game. Then I'm in a crap game.

We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it

Bent out of shape from society's pliers, cares not to come up any higher, but rather get you down in the hole that he's in.

Who Killed Davey Moore? Why and what's the reason for?

The only person you have to think about lying twice to is either yourself or to God. The press isn't either of them. And I just figured they're irrelevant.

Art can lead you to God. I think that's the purpose of everything. If it's not doing that, what's it doing? It's leading you the other way. It's certainly not leading you nowhere.

It pays to know who your friends are but it also pays to know you ain't got any friends.