Be Led By Your Talent,

Revolt In Whatever Way We Want, With The Spontaneity Of The London Rioters, With The Certainty And Willingness To Die Of Religious Fundamentalists Or With The Twinkling Mischief Of The Trickster... Take To The Streets, Together, With The Understanding That The Feeling That You Aren't Being Heard Or Seen Or Represented Isn't Psychosis; It's Government Policy.

Animals, Children, And The Working Class Comprise The Company In Which I'll Feel Most At Ease.

I've Come Off Heroin Twice, And The Worst Part Is Laying In Bed Kicking And Not Being Able To Keep Still. The Physical Withdrawal Doesn't Last That Long, But Then It's Just All Psychological. I Think It's Worse Than Cigarettes.

Be Led By Your Talent, Not By Your Self-loathing; Those Other Things You Just Have To Manage.

All Penguins Are The Same Below The Surface, Which I Think Is As Perfect An Analogy As We're Likely To Get For The Futility Of Racism.