Death is one dream out of another flowing.

The hiss was now becoming a roar - the whole world was a vast moving screen of snow - but even now it said peace, it said remoteness, it said cold, it said sleep.

All lovely things will have an ending, all lovely things will fade and die; and youth, that's now so bravely spending, Will beg a penny by and by.

The wandering one, the inquisitive dreamer of dreams, the eternal asker of answers, stands in the street, and lifts his palms for the first cold ghost of rain.

[At a musical concert:] . . . the music's pure algebra of enchantment.

Forward into the untrodden! Courage, old man, and hold on to your umbrella!

My heart has become as hard as a city street, the horses trample upon it, it sings like iron, all day long and all night long they beat, they ring like the hooves of time.

I'm afraid I wasn't much of a student, but my casual reading was enormous.

O sweet clean earth, from whom the green blade cometh! When we are dead, my best beloved and I, close well above us, that we may rest forever, sending up grass and blossoms to the sky.

Music I heard with you was more than music, and bread I broke with you was more than bread. Now that I am without you, all is desolate; all that was once so beautiful is dead.

Separate we come, and separate we go, And this be it known, is all that we know.

My body is an ugly masterpiece that lives off the beauty of sound.

Our nation grew strong in an era when moral standards were emphasized, and it will grow weak when we condone that which we once condemned.

We used to have a main female vocalist. But she had a baby. Now we do the singing ourselves.

Everyone has three lives: a public life, a private life, and a secret life.

If I was in charge, I'd keep doing The Go-Go's forever, but it's a band so everyone has their say.

You are truly Satan's sequined spawn.

And if you have a law that isn't working, and you have thousands and thousands and millions of people, then the terrorists hide among them. And we have to have a law that makes sense.

I'd like to think of myself as somebody who has a voice for liberating female sexuality.

One cannot live on potatoes alone. It is said that one wants bread with potatoes. And when there's no bread, a Jew takes his stick, and goes through the village in search of business.

When you close your eyes to tragedy, you close your eyes to greatness.