“But find something that you absolutely love doing. And then get to love the way you do it. That’s the uniqueness of all of us. That’s it.”

Because if they weren’t, they wouldn’t be around as long as they have been and as strong as they have been.

Oscar Wilde said the rich and the poor are equal – they can both sleep under the bridge. Right?

If anything I consider myself an anarchist.

I went to all the Love-Ins. I took my kids. I enjoyed myself.

As long as you gave it your best shot, even if in the opinion of others ‘you failed,’ you didn’t fail.

I know who I am. I don’t have to brag. I know what I contributed. I know what I did.

I think people need housing. And there’s empty buildings, I think people should live in there.

The struggle goes on. The victory is in the struggle, for me. And I accepted that a long time ago.

I prefer that for my own satisfaction over radio, there’s no audience. TV, there’s no audience. I need the response of the audience, even if it’s a silent response.

Every Friday I used to have about fifty, sixty kids who would wait for me on Sunset Boulevard and I’d take them all to dinner. All runaways.

The ruling class is smarter than you, and they’re more creative. And if you forget that lesson, you go down the drain.

The most brutal war, the greatest amount of casualties that America’s ever had.

My secret for success? I don’t know what the hell success means.

America gets the politicians they deserve. That’s it. And you keep struggling.

Understood what the struggle was about. My mother. Couldn’t read or write, but she had more sense than many a graduate from Harvard.

Do they have a right? You’re damn right they have a right!