"Like a Rolling Stone" [of Bob Dylan] is a kiss-off song like none before or since.

I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours.

I saw him making love to you, you forgot to close the garage door.

Michelangelo indeed could have carved out your features.

I'm good with songs I haven't written, if I like them. I'm glad I didn't write any of them. I already know how they go, so I have more freedom with them. I understand these songs. I've known them for 40 years, 50 years, maybe longer, and they make a lot of sense. So I'm not coming to them like a stranger.

I’m in awe of McCartney. He’s about the only one that I am in awe of. He can do it all. And he’s never let up... He’s just so damn effortless.

i been meek, and hard like an oak, i seen pretty people disappear like smoke. friends will arrive, friends will disappear. if you want me, honey baby, i'll be here.