Here am I, a human being and that has a body that is getting old. And I only have one, I can't trade it in.

To me a saint is a severely edited sinner. That's what I think.

I've avoided work all my life, you see. So, I'm like a bee. I go from flower to flower.

I wonder what I can do about war. Is it the destiny of human kind to eventually wipe ourselves out with these weapons of mass destruction? Are we stupid to think that we can control them?

I had great faith that perhaps this man Obama would do something, but he is, we're all in the grip of big money.

Being a kid myself, I loved playing and I loved playing with words, and making up things and riddles and songs and not afraid of being silly in public.

The future has to do with fear. Don't attempt to come up here. Don't attempt to go forward, you were nobody, you are nobody, and you'll always be nothing, so don't even think about coming here because if you do, something awful will happen to you.