Whoever Controls The Media, Controls The Mind.

Music Inflames Temperament.

I've Always Thought Comparisons Were Useless And Ugly. It Is A Short Cut To Thinking.

I Think, In These Days, Especially In The States, You Have To Be A Politician Or An Assassin Or Something, To Really Be A Superstar.

There Are Things Known And Things Unknown And In Between Are The Doors.

Lying On Stained, Wretched Sheets With A Bleeding Virgin We Could Plan A Murder Or Start A Religion.