On the stone that remains carved next to his name, his epitaph plain, only a pawn in their game.

The best songs are the songs you write that you don't know anything about. They're an escape.

I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes. You'd know what a drag it is to see you.

One who sings with his tongue on fire, gargles in the rat race choir.

His [Bob Dylan] humour was dry and splendid.

If you want to keep your memories, you first have to live them.

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