When change itself can give no more, 'T is easy to be true.

Wise men and gods are on the strongest side.

Lovers, like dying men, may well At first disorder'd be, Since none alive can truly tell What Fortune they must see.

I would not take one cup of coffee from a grower...There's not a good one. I hate them. A few presents, a little talk, then the noose. That's how capitalism works.

People get tired of the same old sound. They want something new.

I haven't any sort of plans for the future but I reckon things will work out in some manner.

There is no reason against woman's elevation, but prejudices.

Be alone even when there's a million people around, because tomorrow it will be a different million people.

Sometimes fear made you angry. Perhaps after years anger cooled, like a sword taken from a forge. Perhaps in the end you were left with something very cold and very sharp.

He despises what he sought; and he seeks that which he lately threw away. [Lat., Quod petit spernit, repetit quod nuper omisit.]

Punk became a circus didn't it? Everybody got it wrong. The message was supposed to be: Don't follow us, do what you want!

Look what a little vain dust we are!

We sometimes imagine we want what we don't really want.