I've never gone for having a great voice, for cultivating one. I'm still not doing it now.

I've never been able to understand the seriousness of it all, the seriousness of pride. People talk, act, live as if they're never going to die. And what do they leave behind? Nothing. Nothing but a mask.

Once I went into songwriting, I figured I had to - I couldn't be a hellfire rock 'n' roller. But I could write hellfire lyrics.

Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take to find dignity.

You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies. One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes.

I am a restless soul hungry perhaps wretched.

You're gonna have to serve somebody.