Occupation: Writer
Workers of the world awaken. Break your chains, demand your rights. All the wealth you make is taken, by exploiting parasites. Shall you kneel in d….
Maybe all the schemes of the devil were nothing compared to what man could think up..
The soul may not be destroyed. The soul goes on forever. Like the number pi, it is without cessation or conclusion. Like pi it is a constant. Pi is a….
You think you know someone. But mostly you just know what you want to know..
The best way to get even with anyone is to put them in the rearview mirror on your way to something better..
Taking a thing apart is always faster than putting something together. This is true of everything except marriage..
Don't mourn, Organise.
I will die like a true-blue rebel. Don't waste any time in mourning - organize..
... people made the imaginary real all the time: taking the music they heard in their head and recording it, seeing a house in their imagination and ….
I will be waiting by candlelight in our tree house of the mind..
If the workers took a notion they could stop all speeding trains; every ship upon the ocean they can tie with mighty chains..
I mean, when the world comes for your children, with the knives out, it's your job to stand in the way..
A pamphlet, no matter how good, is never read more than once, but a song is learned by heart and repeated over and over. And I maintain that if a per….
But God fears women even more that He fears the devil- and is right to. She, with her power to bring life into the world, was truly made in the image….
I liked AC/DC," Lee said. "If you were going to shoot someone, you'd really want to do it while you were listening to them." "What about the Beatles?….
I hope if there is another world, we will not be judged too harshly for the things we did wrong here—that we will at least be forgiven for the mistak….
I guess Satan was the first superhero [...] In his first adventure, he took the form of a snake to free two prisoners being held naked in a Third Wor….
You loved me as hard as you knew how. I'd give anything to go back and love you better..
Was there any human urge more pitiful-or more intense- than wanting another chance at something?.
All the world is made of music. We are all strings on a lyre. We resonate. We sing together..
I want you to remember what was good in me, not what was most awful. The people you love should be allowed to keep their worst to themselves..