Childhood isn't just those years. It's also the opinions you form about them afterward. That's why our childhoods are so long.

The vaunted experience of age was perhaps only a matter of wounds and scarring -- that young minds to old minds might be as young bodies to old bodies: stronger, more vital, less twisted by damage.

Rock is much more malleable than ideas.

Easier to destroy the world than to change capitalism even one little bit.

We dream, we wake on a cold hillside, we pursue the dream again. In the beginning was the dream, and the work of disenchantment never ends.

Childhood isn't just those years. It's also the opinions you form about them afterward. That's why our childhoods are so long.

You can only kill disappointment with a new try.