I have seen the dark universe yawning Where the black planets roll without aim, Where they roll in their horror unheeded, Without knowledge, or lustre, or name.

When they call the roll in the Senate, the Senators do not know whether to answer ‘Present’ or ‘Not Guilty’.

I had rather be shut up in a very modest cottage with my books, my family and a few old friends, dining on simple bacon, and letting the world roll on as it liked, than to occupy the most splendid post, which any human power can give.

The rolling stone rolls echoing from rock to rock; but the rolling stone is dead. The moss is silent because the moss is alive.

This ain’t rock ‘n’ roll; this is genocide.

They say you basic, I flooded the Rollie with diamonds.

He admires me, The way I roll like a rolling stone.