“Z is like a motorcycle with no one on it. Beautiful. Going nowhere.”
“One of us...One of them...One of us...One of them...A rhythm playing like train wheels on a circular track -- never ending but going nowhere.”
“It's so freeing, it's beautiful in a way, to have a great failure, there's nowhere to go but up.”
“If you can't go home, there is nowhere to go, and nowhere is the biggest place in the world-indeed, nowhere is the world.”
“We all like motorcycles to some degree.”
“I've got nowhere to go, I've got nowhere to go.”