“Isn't it lovely, all alone
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Hello, welcome home”

“Let my skin and sinews and bones dry up, together with all the flesh and blood of my body! I welcome it! But I will not move from this spot until I have attained the supreme and final wisdom.”

“Hello, boys. How are you all? I just love boys. […] Hello. Are you here alone? Who are you with? …A woman? At my show? …We'll make believe. It's theatre.”

“Mountain passes slipping into stones,
Hearts and bones.”

“And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like Jelly Roll
And it stoned me
And it stoned me to my soul
Stoned me just like goin' home.
And it stoned me.”

“You are sweet, O Love, dear Love,
You are soft as the nesting dove.
Come to my heart and bring it rest
As the bird flies home to its welcome nest.”

“Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will always hurt me.”

“as my mother told me sticks and stones may break my bones but words don’t hurt me.”

“You’re in my bones and my blood and my heart,” he said. “I’d have to tear myself open to let you go.”

“A soul of water a soul of stone.
A soul by name a soul unknown.
The hours unmake our flesh our bone.
The Soul is all and all alone!”