Every man's conscience is vile and depraved / You cannot depend on it to be your guide when it’s you who must keep it satisfied.

Some times I think this whole world Is one big prison yeard Some of us are prisoners The rest of us are guards

If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, just remind me to show you the scars.

If ever asked to look at yourself, don't.

If you wanted to, it would be easy to find some crappy lyrics [of Bob Dylan] from the Eighties to undermine the Nobel Prize.

May you grow up to be righteous, may you grow up to be true. May you always know the truth and see the lights surrounding you. May you always be courageous, stand upright and be strong. May you stay forever young.

When you got nothing, you got nothin' to lose You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.