There may be open doors before me, but I’m always drawn to the one that’s locked.

People are crazy and times are strange, I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range, I use to care but things have changed.

Every man walks his own path, and every path has its fair share of locked doors. You never know who holds the key to a door you’ll need to open one day, so you best...

I leave my door locked and unlocked. You know, for stopportunities. As a lover, I’ve been known—and unknown—to be like Zeno.

If you were to come to Minnesota, I could have you locked up like that. That’s power.

It is very odd to be standing in a locked room in the Penitentiary, speaking with a strange man about France and Italy and Germany. A travelling man. He must be a wanderer, like Jeremiah...

I’m finally locked into the now, and it’s great.

I’ve never been to jail. I’ve never been arrested. I’ve never been locked up.