Last night I dreamed I ate a ten-pound marshmallow, and when I woke up the pillow was gone.

Your birthday is a horrible day! You are one year closer to death and your friends are celebrating it…and your thinking…These are my friends?!?!?

-What're you rebelling against, Johnny?
-Whaddya got?

-What do you want?
-Nothing
-Then you shall get nothing

Perhaps there is truth in this illusion.

You're so nice. You're not good, you're not bad, you're just nice. I'm not good I'm not nice I'm just right. I'm the witch, you're the world.

He called it 'frozen applause', for your beauty

He was shot right through the heart. A bull's-eye. What is sometimes called a lucky shot. Not so lucky for one more fallen young man.

O, is America really the land of opportunity?
Opportunity. What's that?
Are the street's really paved with gold?
Honey, where I come from, they ain't even paved.

You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always love you. That's where I'll be waiting.