There goes your freedom of choice, there goes the last human voice.

I'm so tired of being tired. Sure as night will follow day most things I worry about will never happen anyway.

Bring me a girl, they're always the best. You put 'em on stage, and you have 'em undress.

Go after what you really love and find a way to make that work for you, and then you'll be a happy person.

You and I will meet again, When we're least expecting it, One day in some far off place, I will recognize your face, I won't say goodbye my friend, For you and I will meet again.

Most magic is a trick, an illusion. But [when The Beatles played the Ed Sullivan Show], this was real. Man oh man, was it real.

If you stretch your imagination, I'll tell you all a tale, about a time when everything wasn't up for sale.