“How many times must a man look upBefore he can see the sky?Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man haveBefore he can hear people cry?Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knowsThat too many people have died?The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,The answer is blowin' in the wind.”
“I define nothing. Not beauty, not patriotism. I take each thing as it is, without prior rules about what it should be.”
“Who am I helping, what am I breaking, what am I giving, what am I taking?”
“A lot of people don't have much food on their table. But they got a lot of forks 'n knives. And they got to cut somethin'.”
“Let me ask you one questionIs your money that goodWill it buy you forgivenessDo you think that it couldI think you will findWhen your death takes its tollAll the money you madeWill never buy back your soul”
“It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery grey. A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet. He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat, take the motherless children off the street and place them at the feet of a harlot.”