The people in my songs are all me.

It's very tiring having other people tell you how much they dig you if you yourself don't dig you.

The only person you have to think about lying twice to is either yourself or to God. The press isn't either of them. And I just figured they're irrelevant.

Disillusioned words like bullets bark as human gods aim for their mark.

Jesus tapped me on the shoulder and said, Bob, why are you resisting me? I said, I'm not resisting you! He said, You gonna follow me? I said, I've never thought about that before! He said, When you're not following me, you're resisting me.

Some times I think this whole world Is one big prison yeard Some of us are prisoners The rest of us are guards

You have to know that you're the best whether anybody else tells you that or not. And that you'll be around, in one way or another, longer than anybody else. Somewhere inside of you, you have to believe that.