A dream you dream alone is only a dream.

I thought I was painting in sound a picture of revolution - but I made a mistake, you know. The mistake was that it was anti-revolution.

It matters not who you love, where you love, why you love, when you love or how you love, it matters only that you love

Living is Easy with Eyes Closed.

I put things down on sheets of paper and stuff them in my pockets. When I have enough, I have a book.

Please don’t spoil my day; I’m miles away and, after all, I’m only sleeping.

Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.