No one dare disturb the sound of silence...

I was eating in a Chinese restaurant downtown. There was a dish called Mother and Child Reunion. It's chicken and eggs. And I said, I gotta use that one.

The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenements halls and whispered in the sounds of silence.

Improvisation is too good to leave to chance.

If you can get humor and seriousness at the same time, you've created a special little thing, and that's what I'm looking for, because if you get pompous, you lose everything.

Sail on silver girl Sail on by Your time has come to shine All your dreams are on their way See how they shine Oh, if you need a friend I'm sailing right behind.

I don't feel any pressure from fans. But I'm always in some kind of state of emotional turmoil. I would not describe myself as happy-go-lucky. That's not to say that I'm not happy.

Believing I had supernatural powers, I slammed into a brick wall.

I've got nothing to do today but smile.

Music is forever; music should grow and mature with you, following you right on up until you die.

Someone told me it's all happening at the zoo.

People fall short. Your finger-pointing hurts you more than it does them. Less judgement. More compassion

The horror was this: the others.

The Union, which can alone insure internal peace, and external security to each State, Must and Shall be Preserved, cost what it may in time, treasure, and blood.

The truth is, just to hear other people speaking Italian is really worth it. It keeps the sound in your ear.

People who really have Ki don't feel it because everything happens naturally within them.

I had, by thirteen, developed a sort of Taoist hubris about my ability to control via non-control.

The cool thing about the universe is that it can format itself into tiny little manifestations that are not entirely aware of all aspects of life.

Hitherto, every form of society has been based ... on the antagonism of oppressing and oppressed classes.

Every time I open the drawer, it's a trip down Memory Lane, which, if you don't turn off at the right exit, merges straight into the Masochistic Nostalgia Highway.

Grant stood by me when I was crazy.