Ain't nothing too discreet about the disease of conceit.

When you think that you lost everything you find out you can always lose a little more.

There's a lot of false prophets around and that's the trouble. People say they think they know what's right and other people get people to follow them because they have a certain type of charisma, and there's always people willing to take over. People want a leader. And there will be more and more of them.

I hate myself for loving you and the weakness that it showed. You were just a painted face on a trip down to suicide road.

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'.

With great lawyers you have discussed lepers and crooks, you've been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald's books.

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