The dealer for a nickelLord, will sell you lots of sweet dreamsAh, but the pusher ruin your bodyLord, he'll leave your, he'll leave your mind to scream.

Joy to the world All the boys and girls now Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea Joy to you and me

Oklahoma is the cultural center of the universe.

If there is any truth to reincarnation, this must be my first trip through, 'cause I don't recognize anything.

Well I've never been to England But I kind of like the Beatles.

I believe in JesusAn' what the Bible saidAn' I am fairly certainHe had himself a heavy head.He scared the lyin' peopleSo bad, they hung him deadAn' they never even listenedTo what he really said.

You know, I've seen a lot of people walkin' 'roundWith tombstones in their eyesBut the pusher don't careAh, if you live or if you die

Work your fingers to the bone and what do you get? Boney fingers.

I know it's wrong, but I'm weak.

Well, I never been to HeavenBut I been to OklahomaWell, they tell me I was born thereBut I really don't rememberIn Oklahoma, not ArizonaWhat does it matter, what does it matter?

You know I've smoked a lot of grassO' Lord, I've popped a lot of pillsBut I never touched nothin'That my spirit could kill.

I read because one life isn't enough, and in the page of a book I can be anybody.

He [Jesus] had a terrible temper, you know, undoubtedly inherited from His Father.

Some guys say beauty is only skin deep. But when you walk into a party, you don't see somebody's brain. The initial contact has to be the sniffing.

I know how models are built, because I build them myself, so I know that I'm embedding my values into every single algorithm I create and I am projecting my agenda onto those algorithms.

After all, the world is not our handiwork, and we are not responsible for what goes on in it, save within very narrow limits.

Love rules, but no one knows where it has its throne; in order to know that secret place, you must first submit to Love.

Eyes that displace the neighbor diamond, and outface that sunshine by their own sweet grace.

If the spirit does not move me, I move the Spirit.

Soundwaves. It’s the difference between one stillness and another stillness.

I wasn't out drinking and abusing my body. I simply loved to go out and dance.