“Prejudice doesn’t make me mad. It just – I guess ‘pisses me off’ is the word.”

He could play the guitar just like ringing a bell.

Sometime we’ll try and reach for things we know we each want and don’t deserve.

Music is music and I think music people are the delivers, the actors, when they put their music out they want to insert their character in it. So they call it such and such so you know how they live so to speak.

All were artists, playing foolish, having fights and making love as if the rest of the world had no racial problems whatsoever.

Don’t bother me, leave me alone. Anyway, I’m almost grown.

Actually I’m writing as best I can, in order to keep the momentum and the career there, but I want to live.

Could you imagine the way I felt, I couldn’t unfasten her safety belt. All the way home I held a grudge, for the safety belt that wouldn’t budge.

Rock is rock, and, rock and roll, rock is just short for rock and roll.

Back in the class room, open your books, keep up, the teacher don’t know how mean she looks.

Of the five most important things in life, health is first, education or knowledge is second, and wealth is third. I forget the other two.

There have been so many empires, kings are kinda going out of style.

I’m a millionaire, but I cut the grass. And each time I cut it, it’s my grass. And that is satisfying.

Science and religion are both the same thing. They’re there; they’re life. If it’s not science, it’s not a fact.

Praise doesn’t mean anything to me. I don’t judge myself.

A song is a song. But there are some songs, ah, some songs are the greatest. The Beatles song Yesterday. Listen to the lyrics.

All I want for Christmas is a rock n roll electric guitar.

As adults we try to relax from the never-ending quest for reason and order by drinking a little whiskey or smoking whatever works for us, but the wisdom isn’t in the whiskey or the smoke. The wisdom is in the moments when the madness slips away and we remember the basics.

As adults we try to relax from the never-ending quest for reason and order by drinking a little whiskey or smoking whatever works for us, but the wisdom isn’t in the whiskey or the smoke. The wisdom is in the moments when the madness slips away and we remember the basics.

Sometimes she’s the gentle rain caressing you softly. Sometimes she’s the hurricane loving you madly.

She held madness like a flower.

Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weave a paradise for a sect.

Never believe that body is permanent. Body is like a water bubble. Mind is like a mad monkey.

You have your look. That lethal fusion of mischief and innocence, the one that maddens statues with lust.

The body is just a water bubble. The mind is like a mad monkey. Do not follow either the body or the mind. Follow the Conscience. It is above the mind. It is permanent. It is the voice of God, the voice of unchanging truth inside you.