Chaos is a friend of mine.

I always thought the best kind of sunglasses are the motorcycle helmets with the black plastic masks on them. That way, nobody can recognize the back of your head either.

How many deaths will it take 'till we know that too many people have died?

You say you're looking for someone who'll pick you up each time you fall, to gather flowers constantly and to come each time you call, a lover your life and nothing more. But it ain't me, babe.

Doesn't expecting the unexpected make the unexpected expected?

I have always believed that fame is a curse. I never envied one of the famous people I've known.

I'm looking for a woman who's head is mixed up like mine.