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

Don’t matter how much money you got, there’s only two kinds of people: there’s saved people and there’s lost people.

If I lived my life by what others were thinkin’, the heart inside me would’ve died.

To live outside the law, you must be honest.

I’ve never been able to understand the seriousness of it all, the seriousness of pride. People talk, act, live as if they’re never going to die. And what do they leave behind? Nothing. Nothing but a mask.

All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie.

If you want to keep your memories, you first have to live them.

Steal a little and they throw you in jail Steal a lot and they make you king.

It’s not important what other people call you. If you yourself know you’re a fake, that’s tougher to live with.

All I can do is be me, whoever that is.

I’ll remember you. When I’ve forgotten all the rest.You to me were true. You to me were the best.

Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them.

I was born a long way from where I belong and I am on my way home.

Everything passes, Everything changes, Just do what you think you should do.

One should never be where one does not belong.

You can always come back, but you can’t come back all the way.

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

I’m a bird trapped in a self-made cage.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.

[As a young man ] I came to the conclusion that the church was just a bunch of fascists that supported Franco. I stopped going on Sunday mornings and watched the birds with my father instead.

If you lose an opportunity you will be like one who lets the bird fly away; you will never get it back.

Never look for birds of this year in the nests of the last.

You can put wings on a pig, but you don’t make it an eagle.

It was terribly beautiful to Tess today, for since her eyes last fell upon it she had learnt that the serpent hisses where the sweet birds sing.

You can cage the songbird, but you can’t make her sing. And you can trap the free bird, but you’ll have to clip her wings.