Gazing at the rain, I consider what it means to belong, to become part of something. To have someone cry for me.

If you try to use your head to think about things, people don't want to have anything to do with you

Open your eyes, train your ears, use your head. If a mind you have, then use it while you can.

Things pass us by. Nobody can catch them. That's the way we live our lives.

The passage of time will usually extract the venom of most things and render them harmless

Now all you can do is wait. It must be hard for you, but there is a right time for everything. Like the ebb and flow of tides. No one can do anything to change them. When it is time to wait, you must wait.

If you listen to the radio for a whole hour there's maybe one decent song. The rest is mass-produced garbage