“Don’t bother asking for explanations, she’ll just tell you that she came in the year of the cat.”

You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre, contemplating a crime. She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running like a watercolor in the rain.

Looking so cool, his greed is hard to conceal, he’s fresh out of law school.

most of the rest of it is about image or the beat or the sound, or else it’s a tribal thing.

She doesn’t give you time for questions as she locks up your arms in hers. And you follow till your sense of direction completely disappears.

Whoever you pretend to be, you must face yourself eventually.

Nothing that’s forced can ever be right, if it doesn’t come naturally, leave it.

Look to the past and remember no empire rises that sooner or later won’t fall.

And all the songs I ever sung each one of them untied me And all the girls I ever loved have left themselves inside me.

She comes out of the sun in a silk dress, running like a water color in the rain.

On a morning from a Bogart movie, in a country where they turn back time.

Do you remember the church across the sands? You stood outside and planned to travel the lands, where the pilgrims go.

The evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming.

We measure our days out in steps of uncertainty not turning to see how far we’ve come.

Movie queens diffuse into Cinema haze, while libertines read pornozines in street cafes.

Of all the girls I ever knew some loved and some denied me And all the words I ever said have been no use to hide me.

There’s room in the world for one historical folk-rock singer to make a decent living, and I happen to be it.

I came here with something in me that I inherited from my folks. So I’m going to do something called life and times.

It wasn’t until I came out of my daze that I began to appreciate my accomplishment.

With so many scientific achievements we know so little of where we came from and where we are going. But we know even less of the most important discovery of all.

I came from Egypt and I owe Egypt a lot to what I am now.

Everybody thinks some times that science is done as a master plan and that somebody like me came from Mars and figured out everything and so on, but that’s really not the way it worked.

And what I love is that it’s such a creative process, with a bunch of people, and I wanted that more, which is how the acting thing came about.

When I first came to the House of Commons and walked out into the lobby, men sprang to their feet.

They even came to raise the methods of slaughter to the rank of “science”… We would not (On ne saurait”, Fr.) imagine a more extraordinary moral blindness!