The time you wait subtracts the joy The heads the angel you destroy

No one gets out of here alive.

The best songs just come unasked for. You don't have to think about them. Summer is a good time for songs.

What have they done to the earth? What have they done to our fair sister? Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn And tied her with fences and dragged her down

Where's your will to be weird?

There may be a time when we'll attend Weather Theaters to recall the sensation of rain.

A hero is someone who rebels, or seems to rebel, against the facts of existence and seems to conquer them, but obviously that can work at moments.