I don't like the royal family, I don't like the establishment, I don't like the civil service.

If you gave me a fresh carnation, I would only crush its tender petals.

Being a musician is a noble profession.

Everyone gets frustrated and aggressive, and I'd sooner take my aggression out on a guitar than on a person.

I'm still a mod, I'll always be a mod, you can bury me a mod.

No man should have cowboys boots in his wardrobe. That's fair enough, isn't it? Unless you're a cowboy, of course.

I want to hear as much music as I possibly can before I leave this mortal coil but it's impossible to hear it all because there's so much of it.

Sometimes you're ahead of the game and sometimes people don't get it and that's just one of those things you have to accept and carry on.

I think politicians are so far out of step with what people really want.

I still love playing music. It was all I ever wanted to do, and I got the chance to do it.

I think anybody goes through a crisis of confidence from time to time. You have to kind of doubt yourself, sometimes. It's the way forward.

If you want to fly, wear the wing of wisdom.

What better way for a ruling class to claim and hold power than to pose as the defenders of the nation.

Challenge quandary thinking, either/or thinking come by moving from the abstract to the concrete. What can we do with the choice actually in front of us?

All thought is a feat of association having what's in front of you bring up something in your mind that you almost didn't know you knew.

Certain kinds of clichés are the narcotics of the middle class.

To say that we have to surrender to judicial supremacy is to do what Jefferson warned against, which is, in essence, surrender to judicial tyranny.

At the moment of waking up, before getting out of bed, get in touch with your breath

Simmon pushed his hair out of his eyes, laughing boyishly. "You can't argue your way out of this one! She's obviously stupid for you. And you're just plain stupid, so it's a great match.

The soul knows only the soul; the web of events is the flowing robe in which she is clothed.