She took off her wheel, took off her bell, took off her wig, said, how do I smell? I hot footed it barenaked out the window.

Don't know which one is worse, doing your own thing or just being cool.

I like Fidel Castro and his beard.

You always got to be prepared but you never know for what.

We have never arrived. We are in a constant state of becoming.

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

It frightens me, the awful truth, of how sweet life can be.