We've got rights the right to starve We've got jobs waiting for work We're all brothers lousy and dirty We're all free and equal to die like dogs

We're all so clogged with dead ideas passed from generation to generation that even the best of us don't know the way out.

The important thing is to pull yourself up by your own hair to turn yourself inside out and see the whole world with fresh eyes.

What has gone wrong with the men who are ruling I'd like to know who they think they are fooling They told us that torture was over and gone but everyone knows the same torture goes on

We can say what we like without favour or fear and what we can't say we can breathe in your ear

With the plundered people transferring their energies into relaxed and receptive thoughts, degradation and lust for power produced art.

The only truths we can point to are the ever-changing truths of our own experience.

What's the point of a revolution without general copulation copulation copulation

Fight on land and sea All men want to be free If they don't never mind we'll abolish all mankind

Something unfathomable lies behind every thought ... something for which there aren't any words.

Once we thought a few hundred corpses would be enough then we saw thousands were still too few and today we can't even count all the dead Everywhere you look.

The fact that I was a girl never damaged my ambitions to be a pope or an emperor.

He leaned his forehead against hers. “Tell me you want this.

Achievement seems to be connectedwith action. Successful men andwomen keep moving. They makemistakes, but they don't quit.

The best fisherman I know try not to make the same mistakes over and over again; instead they strive to make new and interesting mistakes and to remember what they learned from them.

I mean, I can tell within the first two minutes if I'm into someone or not. I can always tell if I get butterflies.

People want to look taller and thinner. No one says, 'Ooh! Let me buy that dress because it makes me feel matronly!'

When I joined an all-boys baseball team, my mom wasn't too happy. I proved to her (and to me) that I could do anything I set my mind to.

I always get the better when I argue alone.

The power of concentration is the only key to the treasure-house of knowledge.

The world is a violent child none of us will get to see grow up.