No one is free, even the birds are chained to the sky.

Life is more or less a lie, but then again, that's exactly the way we want it to be.

Maybe in the 90s or possibly in the next century people will look upon the 80s as the age of masturbation, when it was taken to the limit; that might be all that's going on right now in a big way.

May you grow up to be righteous, may you grow up to be true. May you always know the truth and see the lights surrounding you. May you always be courageous, stand upright and be strong. May you stay forever young.

Everybody's the first somebody, y'know.

My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, my toes to numb to step, wait only for my boot heels to be wandering.

In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode, the peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed.