“All this talk about equality. The only thing people really have in common is that they are all going to die.”

Sometimes the silence can be like thunder.

People are crazy and times are strange. I used to care but things have changed

Sometimes it’s not enough to know what things mean, sometimes you have to know what things don’t mean.

What’s money? A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and goes to bed at night and in between does what he wants to do.

Now, each of us has his own special gift And you know this was meant to be true. And if you don’t underestimate me I won’t underestimate you.

No one is free, even the birds are chained to the sky.

There’s beauty in the silver singing river There’s beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else can match the beauty That I remember in my true love’s eyes

I believe that instinct is what makes a genius a genius.

He not busy being born is busy dying.

You don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.

The purpose of art is to stop time.

Let me ask you one question Is your money that good Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul

There are things I could say. But I don’t.

When you feel in your gut what you are and then dynamically pursue it – don’t back down and don’t give up – then you’re going to mystify a lot of folks.

May you grow up to be righteous, may you grow up to be true. May you always know the truth and see the lights surrounding you. May you always be courageous, stand upright and be strong. May you stay forever young.

People have a hard time accepting anything that overwhelms them.

Territory matters, and there is little difference between territorial rights and social status. It is often a matter of life and death.

We have been dying since we got here and forgot to enjoy the view – live fully.

Life is a disease: sexually transmitted, and invariably fatal.

To study philosophy is nothing but to prepare one’s self to die.

Today, however, we are having a hard time living because we are so bent on outwitting death.

Death itself does not frighten me; it is the jump I am afraid of.

If I take death into my life, acknowledge it, and face it squarely, I will free myself from the anxiety of death and the pettiness of life – and only then will I be free to become myself.

The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day.