People always think I was just playing in a piano bar, but I only did that for about six months. The rest of the time I was playing in bands.

I have a theory that the only original things we ever do are mistakes.

We all end in the ocean. We all start in the streams. We're all carried along, by the river of dreams.

It's nine o'clock on a Saturday, the regular crowd shuffles in / There's an old man sitting next to me making love to his tonic and gin / He says, 'Son, can you play me a memory?/ I'm not really sure how it goes / But it's sad and it's sweet, and I knew it complete when I wore a younger man's clothes.'

You should never argue with a crazy mind, you ought to know my now.

Take risks. Take chances. Don't be afraid. You gotta go into life brave.

I work with musicians whose opinions I respect and if they don't like something they don't hold back. They'll say, 'That really sucks' and 'You've lost it' and 'You're no good anymore.' And I crawl away with my tail between my legs and I fear that kind of ridicule, but I want them to like the music I'm bringing to them.