In every heart there is a room, A sanctuary safe and strong, To heal the wounds from lovers past, Until a new one comes along

In an age of incompetence, I've been able to last in this crazy business. I actually know how to play my ax and write a song. That's my job.

There's an old man sitting next to me, making love to his tonic and gin.

I may be an antique like the Stones, but antiques are valuable.

When I was 19, I made my first good week's pay as a club musician. It was enough money for me to quit my job at the factory and still pay the rent and buy some food. I freaked.

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

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