You know, sometimes a person's reputation can be far more colossal than the influence of the person. I don't pay any attention to it anymore.

There's a lot of false prophets around and that's the trouble. People say they think they know what's right and other people get people to follow them because they have a certain type of charisma, and there's always people willing to take over. People want a leader. And there will be more and more of them.

It may look like I'm moving but I'm standing still.

You walk into the room like a camel and then put your eyes in your pockets and your nose on the ground.

They say that patriotism is the last refuge to which a scoundrel clings steal a little and they throw you in jail. Steal a lot and then they make you king.

I was born a long way from where I belong and I am on my way home.

I was lingering out on the pavement. There was a missing person inside of myself and I needed to find him . . . I felt done for, an empty burned-out wreck . . . Wherever I am, I'm a '60s troubadour, a folk-rock relic, a wordsmith from bygone days, a fictitious head of state from a place nobody knows.