The world is changed not by the self-regarding, but by men and women prepared to make fools of themselves.

It was reasonable to struggle, to suffer, perhaps even to die, for a more just, a more compassionate society, but not in a world with no future where, all to soon, the very words "justice," "compassion," "society," "struggle," "evil," would be unheard echoes on an empty air.

Without the hope of posterity, for our race if not for ourselves, without the assurance that we being dead yet live, all pleasures of the mind and senses sometimes seem to me no more than pathetic and crumbling defences shored up against our ruin.

All the motives for murder are covered by four Ls: Love, Lust, Lucre and Loathing.

All I want to do is change the world.

Music can't change the world.