They think so small, they use small words. But not me, I'm smarter than that, I've worked it out. I'm stretching my mouth to let those big words come on out.

Once the flames begin to catch the wind will blow it higher, oh Biko, Biko.

Watch out for music. It should come with a health warning. It can be dangerous. It can make you feel so alive, so connected to the people around you, and connected to what you really are inside. And it can make you think that the world should, and could, be a much better place. And just occasionally, it can make you very, very happy.

I get lost, sometimes. Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart.

With the man in the woman, and the woman in the man. In the blood of Eden lie the woman and the man.

Fear, she's the mother of violence.

Artists everywhere steal mercilessly all the time and I think this is healthy.