I've come to realize that life is not a musical comedy, it's a Greek tragedy.

I once believed in causes, too. Had my pointless point of view. Life went on no matter who was wrong or right.

One of the last times that we played in the area before I wrote "Allentown," I remember a guy coming up to us and saying, "You're never coming back here." I said, "Why do you say that?" He said, "Well, you're probably gonna become a big star. Nobody who ever becomes big comes back here." And I felt so sad for this kid, he seemed so bitter about it. I said, "Well, I'm coming back, no matter what."

I have long admired Steinway pianos for their qualities of tone, clarity, pitch consistency, touch responsiveness, and superior craftsmanship.

I've played all kinds of places, laid all kinds of girls.

I hope it does not take the rest of my life until I find what it is I've been looking for.

I look in the mirror and think, 'I don't look like a rock star.' I talked about this with Bono and we looked at each other and decided we look like a pair of bricklayers.