Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true. When will you realize... Vienna waits for you.

I don't know why people thought I was retiring.

I've passed the age of consciousness and righteous rage. I found that just surviving was a noble fight.

For whatever reason, not all people are born with the particular gift of being able to express ourselves through music. And, believe me, it is a gift.

I compare songwriting to childbirth. How many kids can you have before your uterus explodes?

There ain't much future for a man who works the sea, there ain't no island left for islanders like me.

My songs are like my kids.