Words are one thing - deeds something entirely different. Fine words are a mask to cover shady deeds.

Every word and deed must contribute to an understanding with the enemy and release those vast reservoirs of goodwill which have been blocked by impenetrable walls of hate.

Faith is the mightiest force that man has at his command. It impels human beings to greatness in thought and word and deed.

My wild words slip into fusion and risk losing the solid ground. So stranger, get wilder still. Probe the highlands.

I hate polite conversation. I hate it when people stand around and go, "Hi, how are you?" I hate words that don't have any reason or meaning. Also I hate it when people smoke in elevators and closed in places. It's just so rude.

My fans are who I am. You give meaning to my life. You will never know the connection I feel to you.