Your mind is totally controlled, it has been stuffed into my mold. And you will do as you are told, until the rights to you are sold.

If you want to get together in any exclusive situation and have people love you, fine - but to hang all this desperate sociology on the idea of The Cloud-Guy who has The Big Book, who knows if you've been bad or good - and CARES about any of it - to hang it all on that, folks, is the chimpanzee part of the brain working.

A composer is a guy who goes around forcing his will on unsuspecting air molecules, often with the assistance of unsuspecting musicians.

So much gets lost in the translation. Even if you sat there listening to it with a microscope, there's no way you're gonna find out what it means.

Drugs will turn you into your parents.

I'm in a big dilemma about my Big-Leg Emma.

Hey ugly folks, go get some cyanide and die.