When you kill somebody's little sister with a missile, he's going to hate you forever. And the next generation will hate you even more.

Any time you're making a living at what you love to do, you're blessed.

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

If 20,000 people start to sing, you tend to go along with it.

If you're not getting older, you're dead.

But not me, baby, I've got you to save me.

I should have known right then it was too good to last, God, it's such a drag when you're livin' in the past