I didn't know the inner me was hungry," I said to Art. "That's because it already starved to death.

Innocence ain’t all it’s cracked up to be, you know. Innocent little kids rip the wings off flies, because they don’t know any better. That’s innocence

I mean, when the world comes for your children, with the knives out, it's your job to stand in the way.

A pamphlet, no matter how good, is never read more than once, but a song is learned by heart and repeated over and over. And I maintain that if a person can put a few common sense facts into a song and dress them up in a cloak of humor, he will succeed in reaching a great number of workers who are too unintelligent or too indifferent to read.

When you think about it, most of the good ideas came along to make sin a whole lot easier.

She just knew that even when you had nothing, you still had love.

She'd thought love had something to do with happiness, but it turned out they were not even vaguely related. Love was closer to a need, no different from the need to eat, to breathe.