To reminisce with my old friends, a chance to share some memories, and play our songs again.

Today's teardrops are tomorrow's rainbows.

She'd play around and tease me with her carefree devil eyes. She'd hold me close and kiss me, but her heart was full of lies.

You can't please everyone so you gotta please yourself.

Yoko brought the walrus, there was magic in the air.

In the town of broken dreams the streets are filled with regret, maybe down in lonesome town I can learn to forget.

Pretty Polynesian baby over the sea, I remember the night, when we walked in the sands of Waikiki and I held you oh so tight.

If memories were all I sang, I'd rather drive a truck.

You will be required to do wrong no matter where you go. It is the basic condition of life, to be required to violate your own identity.

What would it be like if I were free, not enslaved by my conditioning?

To make our communications more effective, we need to shift our thinking from "What information do I need to convey?" to "What questions do I want my audience to ask?

I was a complete mod and had to wear mod clothes and have a Beatle haircut, and I tried to talk in a Liverpool accent.

Technology is us. There is no separation. It's a pure expression of human creative will. It doesn't exist anywhere else in the universe. I'm rather sure of that.

Like tired dogs they stand there, because they use up all their strength in remaining upright in one's memory.

As human beings, we are the genetic elite, the sentient, contemplating and innovating sum of countless genetic accidents and transcription errors.

I don't see pitches down the middle anymore - not even in batting practice.

LIfe has got all those twists and turns. You've got to hold on tight and off you go.

This does not --ing slip now.