It's always disappointing when people decide for one reason or another that they don't like your work anymore, but you can't try to please people, because then you're just going to be doing - you'll never live it down, y'know it'll always be dogging you around - you might be being a fake about the whole thing.

I change during the course of a day. I wake and I'm one person, and when I go to sleep I know for certain I'm somebody else.

I didn't know whether to duck or to run, so I ran.

Ah, current music. What would that be? Ah, really, a lot of it sounds defective to me. It makes me restless.

The government's not going to create jobs. It doesn't have to. People have to create jobs.

There's no black and white, left and right to me anymore; there's only up and down and down is very close to the ground. And I'm trying to go up without thinking about anything trivial such as politics. They have got nothing to do with it. I'm thinking about the general people and when they get hurt.

Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, with strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us.