The glory that was Lincoln's never died when he was slain.

A protest song is a song that's so specific that you cannot mistake it for bullshit.

America is two Mack trucks colliding on a superhighway because all the drivers are on amphetamines.

In such ugly times, the only true protest is beauty.

One good song with a message can bring a point more deeply to more people than a thousand rallies.

And if there's any hope for America, it lies in a revolution, and if there's any hope for a revolution in America, it lies in getting Elvis Presley to become Che Guevara.

Even though you can't expect to defeat the absurdity of the world, you must make that attempt.

The fortunes of the entire world may well ride on the ability of young Americans to face the responsibilities of an old America gone mad.

It's always the old to lead us to the war. It's always the young to fall.

Love is a rainbow curving down from the sky, falling crystals of color, shades of warm that never die.

The truest protest is beauty.

History fondly remembers those who meet expectations but is written by a few who exceed them

If I am capable of grasping God objectively, I do not believe, but precisely because I cannot do this I must believe.

I do not know any way so sure of making others happy as of being so oneself, to begin with.

If you have the right mind, your body can do anything.

With the horse I always consider that if I do too much in too little time and I'm not patient, he's gonna shut down and I won't get anything done.

Scientists explore the physical world for REPRODUCIBLE PATTERNS, which they represent by MODELS and organize into THEORIES according to LAWS.

To judge of the real importance of the individual, we should think of the effect his death would produce.

Sometimes music comes across to me just when I am sitting around doing nothing, and then the music makes me think of a few words I might have written.

In religions which have lost their creative spark, the gods eventually become no more than poetic motifs or ornaments for decorating human solitude and walls.

These are the voices which we hear in solitude, but they grow faint and inaudible as we enter into the world.