You're a musician: You play. That's what you do.

Plucked her eyebrows on the way, shaved her legs and then he was a she. She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side.

What could there be more purely bright in truth's day star?

They tied his arms behind his back to teach him how to swim, they put blood in his coffee and milk in his gin.

Looking through the viewfinder for me is like being in a movie theater. That's what I like about it.

Herpes, AIDS, the Middle East at full throttle. Better check that sausage before you put it in the waffle.

Between thought and expression lies a lifetime.