I am, as I've said, merely competent. But in an age of incompetence, that makes me extraordinary.

I can't think of one person I've ever met who didn't like some type of music.

I see the winos talking to themselves and I can understand.

Honesty is such a lonely word. Everyone is so untrue.

We're only human, we're supposed to make mistakes.

People in music lie, but they don't expect you to believe them. People in television actually expect you to believe the lies.

I have been both praised and criticized. The criticism stung, but the praise sometimes bothered me even more. To have received such praise and honors has always been puzzling to me.