“There ain't nothing that breaks up homes, country, and nations like somebody publishing their memoirs.”

“There is nothing like having a United Nations at home.”

“Got a home on high
Ain't nothing but a stranger in this world
I'm nothing but a stranger in this world
I got a home on high
In another land
So far away.”

“Oh my baby's coming home tomorrow
Ain't that good news, man, ain't that news?
Baby's coming home tomorrow
Ain't that news, man, ain't that news?”

“Lonely, ain't it?
Yes, but my lonely is mine. Now your lonely is somebody else's. Made by somebody else and handed to you. Ain't that something? A secondhand lonely.”

“Well they're breaking down doors in foreign countries,
Everybody thinks somebody's hiding something.
There's talk on the street and the nation is worried.
But you can't talk back when you're dead, when you're dead and buried.”

“Killing ain't fair, but somebody's got to do it.”

“Poverty keeps together more homes than it breaks up.”

“Like a horse, honey, somebody's gonna break you.'
'Never. Going. To. Happen.”

“Books ain't no good. A guy needs somebody — to be near him. A guy goes nuts if he ain't got nobody.”