With age, it really becomes thinking about how time has passed - that's sort of the root of age.

There's nothing wrong with being a loser, it just depends on how good you are at it.

Music to me is the air I breathe it's the blood that pumps through my veins that keeps me alive

A man once asked me, what's punk? I kicked over a trash can and said that's punk. He kicked over a trash can and then asked me again, Is that punk? I replied no. That's just trendy.

School is practice for future life, practice makes perfect and nobody's perfect, so why practice?

You can't change the wind but you can set your sails.

Making mistakes is a lot better than not doing anything.

To do something that you feel in your heart that's great, you need to make a lot of mistakes. Anything that's successful is a series of mistakes.

‎The day you become old is the day you're not looking for new experiences anymore.

It's better to regret something you have done than to regret something you haven't done.

Punk has always been about doing things your own way. What it represents for me is ultimate freedom and a sense of individuality.

Ryan rolled his eyes. "Harper, you and David Stark have been circling each other since kindergarden.

I think the tiniest little thing can change the course of your day, which can change the course of your year, which can change who you are.

I want the people to work less for the government and more for themselves. I want them to have the rewards of their own industry.

I'm drinking lots of herbal tea.

If you listen to 'The Revolution Will Not Be Televised,' by Gil Scott-Heron, that album is dripping with rage.

We need a cost-effective, high-quality health care system, guaranteeing health care to all of our people as a right.

The wise man should consider that health is the greatest of human blessings. Let food be your medicine.

Few gynecologists recommend to their heterosexual patients the most foolpoof of solutions, namely, misterectomy.

TRUST, not technology, is the issue of the decade.

Un-thread the rude eye of rebellion, and welcome home again discarded faith.