The people who carried the burden, who marked in strange field in search of an answer, and ended their journeys an unwilling hero.

And if there's any hope for America, it lies in a revolution, and if there's any hope for a revolution in America, it lies in getting Elvis Presley to become Che Guevara.

The final story, the final chapter of Western man, I believe, lies in Los Angeles.

Call it peace or call it treason / call it love or call it reason / but I ain't marching anymore

She's staring down her desires, while they're staring down her dress.

Is there anybody here who thinks that following the orders takes away the blame Is there anybody here who wouldn't mind a murder by another name?

I can spare a dime, brother, but in these morally inflationary times, a dime goes a lot farther if it's demanding work rather than adding to the indignity of relief.