Thank you for the music, Sleater-Kinney. This gang of three was the best American punk rock band ever. Ever.

When we die, we will turn into songs, and we will hear each other and remember each other.

In my headphones, I led a life of romance and incident and intrigue, none of which had anything to do with the world outside my Walkman.

Tonight, I feel like my whole body is made out of memories. I'm a mix-tape, a cassette that's been rewound so many times you can hear the fingerprints smudged on the tape.

Anyone watching '30 Rock' always knew Tina Fey was playing a fictionalized version of herself, a workaholic comedy writer who also plays one on TV. She's the boss; Liz Lemon just works here.

Our lives were just beginning, our favorite moment was right now, our favorite songs were unwritten.

But bringing people together is what music has always done best.

Love dies in many different ways, and it's natural for the grass to seem greener on the other side. But it's not a competition; there's plenty of pain to go around.

You can hear the Celtic heartbeat all over Europe and America, from Bing Crosby to Jack White, from the Smiths to My Bloody Valentine, from House of Pain to Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch.

There are all kinds of mix tapes. there is always a reason to make one.

Thanks to the greatest invention of recent years, the MP3-playing alarm clock, I can now choose the song that wakes me up in the morning.

Time is a structured perception towards observable changes.

Non-violence is the article of faith.

To be wholly devoted to some intellectual exercise is to have succeeded in life.

God is only mocked by believers.

I am a philosopher, not a scientist, and we philosophers are better at questions than answers.

If you haven't read you don't have the voice. The lack of voice eliminates experience.

Unfortunately, this is a free society, and we're gonna have people with trucks, and people with bombs.

People have a right to criticize.

I would have any one, who really and truly has leisure and ability, make verses. I think it a more refining and happy-making occupation than any other pastime accomplishment.

When we succumb to believing that we are victims of our circumstances and yield to the plight of determinism, we lose hope, we lose drive, and we settle into resignation and stagnation.