It Made Me High. It Really Did.

You Don't Need Anybody To Tell You Who You Are Or What You Are. You Are What You Are!

I Really Had A Chip On My Shoulder, ... And It Still Comes Out Every Now And Then.

Reporter Lady: What's That Color? John: Hm. I'd Call This A Color!

Art Is Only A Way Of Expressing Pain.

When I Cannot Sing My Heart, I Can Only Speak My Mind.