A mistake is to commit a misunderstanding.

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

Behind every beautiful thing, there's some kind of pain.

Bullets can harm you and death can disarm you, but no, you will not be deceived. Stripped of all virtue as you crawl through the dirt, you can give but you cannot receive.

Nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street.

That's another way of writing a song, of course. Just talking to somebody that ain't there. That's the best way. That's the truest way. Then it just becomes a question of how heroic your speech is. To me, it's something to strive after.

You're gonna have to serve somebody.