Nothing Quite Like It. The Feeling Of

I Remain Just One Thing, And One Thing Only - And That Is A Clown. It Places Me On A Far Higher Plane Than Any Politician.

You'll Never Find Rainbows, If You're Looking Down...

The Hate Of Men Will Pass, And Dictators Die, And The Power They Took From The People Will Return To The People And So Long As Men Die, Liberty Will Never Perish.

I've Arrived At The Age Where A Platonic Friendship Can Be Sustained On The Highest Moral Plane.

I Can't Understand Karl Marx, So How Can I Be A Communist?