Everyone of them words rang true and glowed like burning coal, pouring off every page like it was written in my soul from me to you.

You walk into the room like a camel and then put your eyes in your pockets and your nose on the ground.

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

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

The longer you live, the better you get.

The purpose of art is to stop time.

Come writers and critics Who prophesize with your pen And keep your eyes wide The chance won't come again And don't speak too soon For the wheel's still in spin And there's no tellin' who That it's namin' For the loser now Will be later to win For the times they are a-changin'.