You want to give people a reason to hate my guts more? I'm making more money.

You've got your passion. You've got your pride. But don't you know that only fools are satisfied? Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true.

you may be right, I may be crazy, but it just might be a lunatic you're looking for

I look at some of the songs I wrote years ago and I can't believe I wrote such crap.

They say that these are not the best of times, but they're the only times I've ever known. And I believe there is a time for meditation in cathedrals of our own. Now I have seen that sad surrender in my lovers eyes...and I can only stand apart and sympathize...for we are only what our situations hand us...it's either sadness or euphoria.

I'm writing for the sake of writing music. Whether it gets heard or not isn't an issue for me. It keeps my own juices going and my mind active.

I'm in a New York state of mind