Why Nicolas Sarkozy is the head of France, [he is] warm and extremely likeable.

I was lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere, I was lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair. I looked way up my chimney hole, I even looked deep inside my toilet bowl.

[Bob Dylan] was rarely tender and seldom reached out to anticipate another's needs.

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

Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship. Ain't that just like my heart, babe. When you kissed my lips?

He's hell bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused, and his brain has been mismanaged with great skill.

Too much information about nothing.