The computer can't tell you the emotional story. It can give you the exact mathematical design, but what's missing is the eyebrows.

Everything on this planet has something to do with music. Music functions in the realm of sculptured air.

Music is the only religion that delivers the goods.

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.

I think the anti-smoking business is a yuppie invention-an extension of the concept that "we'll always be young, rich, and healthy.

There's a big difference between kneeling down and bending over.

I don't want to spend my life explaining myself. You either get it, or you don't.