Colleges are like old-age homes, except for the fact that more people die in colleges.

Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all.

Some formulas are too complex and I don't want anything to do with them.

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.

All the people we used to know, they're an illusion to me now.

They asked me for some collateral and I pulled down my pants.

She can play my guitar note for note, she likes to stick her tongue down my throat.