I don't know if I call myself a poet or not. I would like to, but I'm not really qualified to make that decision, because I come in on such a back door, that I don't know what a Robert Frost or a [John] Keats or a T.S. Eliot would really think of my stuff.

Well the Lone Ranger and Tonto, they are riding down the line fixing everybody's troubles, everybody except mine.

I'm used to writing songs and songs-I can fill em up with symbolism and metaphors. When you write a book (Chronicles, Vol. 1), you gotta tell the truth, and it can't be misinterpreted.

Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues; you can tell by the way she smiles.

You could listen to Woody Guthrie songs and actually learn how to live.

Everybody's the first somebody, y'know.

The walls of pride are high and wide, can't see over to the other side.