Give me songs to sing and emerald dreams to dream and I'll give you love unfolding.

I think, in these days, especially in the States, you have to be a politician or an assassin or something, to really be a superstar.

I see myself as an intelligent, sensitive human, with the soul of a clown which forces me to blow it at the most important moments.

I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft.

You know the day destroys the night, Night divides the day, Tried to run, Tried to hide, Break on through to the other side...

Tell them you came, and saw, and looked into my eyes and saw the shadow of the guard receding. Thoughts in time and out of season, the hitchinker stood by the side of the road and levelled his thumb in the calm calculus of reason. [...] Why does my mind circle around you? Why do planets wonder what it would be like to be you? All your soft wild promises were words, birds, endlessly in flight.

Hatred is a very underestimated emotion.