I'm an air-conditioned gypsy.

We are musicians, entertainers. We can do it. We have the right tools. No worries.

Give blood, but you may find that blood is not enough.

I respect those who follow religious routes only if they seem to me to be morally proper and in accord with the modern world.

In the midnight of a soul's unsleeping, hear the waterfall of women weeping. Hear the distant noise of traffic stalling, hear the prostituted children calling.

Respect yourself. Try to remember that not everything in life can be perfect. You will make mistakes. That's inevitable. But you are not ugly. You will only be ugly when you behave in an ugly way.

There's a man upon that ledge, he's only cleaning windows. What a shame for the pain we're missing. Gonna lean back on my wall and pray for him to fall.