Feminism is the best thing to come out of the '60's.

Rebellion is the only thing that keeps you alive!

Maybe the most that you can expect from a relationship that goes bad is to come out of it with a few good songs.

I think it's a great shame that America stopped being a republic and became an empire.

I was anorexic in the 60s and 70s, although it wasn't called anorexia then. I thought people would be nicer to me if I looked very small and delicate, so food wasn't high on my agenda. But it is now.

My father belonged to a commune, and the food was ghastly. My idea of food hell is the salad cream they'd pour all over bits of lettuce, cucumber and tomato. It was just disgusting.

I serve black tea, which I call Froggy tea. And I have green teas and all sorts of nice teas. I'm serving tea all the time.

Bad behaviour makes men more glamorous. Women get destroyed, thrown out of society and locked up in institutions.

The really explicit phrase is doors of perception.

I'm interested in time, fame, death, beauty, truth, all those things.

I was told that I had very likely been clinically depressed for a long, long time, probably since I was 15, or even 14. It explained, to me at least, a lot of my behaviour over the years.

With writing, we have second chances.

Omnipotence is not knowing how everything is done; it's just doing it.

When you are young, you enjoy a sustained illusion that sooner or later something marvelous is going to happen, that you are going to transcend your parents' limitations.

Number one rule in Hollywood is to maintain relationships with successful people, and you may find yourself involved in some very cool projects.

Electricity generation emits more carbon dioxide in the United States than does transportation or industry, and nuclear power is the largest source of carbon-free electricity in the country.

Hope and optimism have defined my political career, and I continue to be hopeful and optimistic about Canada. Young people have been a great source of inspiration for me.

This wasn’t the first time I’d been pulled out of bed for a crucial mission. It was, however, the first time I’d been subjected to such a personal line of questioning. “Are you a virgin?

Tis the defect of age to rail at the pleasures of youth.

I’m not clear enough in the head to feel anything but varieties of dull anger and arrows of sadness.

With or without the Royals, we are not Americans. Nor are we British. Or French. Or Void. We are something else. And the sooner we define this, the better.