You swore you'd never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realise He's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say, do you want to make a deal How does it feel

I could stay with you forever and never realize the time.

Michelangelo indeed could have carved out your features.

Draft beer, not people.

If you're not busy being born, you're busy dying.

You I am sure will forgive me for sincerely remarking that you might curb your magnanimity and be more of an artist, and 'load every rift' of your subject with ore.

How many roads must a man walk down.. Before you can call him a Man.