Everything beeps now.

There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.

I'm never critical or judgmental about whether or not a movie is any good. The way I look at it, if several hundred people got together every day for a year or so - a number of then willing to put on heavy makeup, wear clothes that weren't their own and pretend to be people other than themselves - and their whole purpose for doing all this was to entertain me, then I'm not gonna start worrying about whether or not they did a good job. The effort alone was enough to make me happy.

I did LSD and peyote in the late Sixties, before I got into cocaine. That was concurrent with my change from a straight comic to the album and counterculture period, and those drugs served their purpose. They helped open me up.

If it's true that our species is alone in the universe, then I'd have to say the universe aimed rather low and settled for very little.

If a pig loses its voice, is it disgruntled?

So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.