Most artists I know had one person in their life who told them they were the second coming of the baby Jesus, and another person that told them they weren't worth anything, and they believed them both, you know?

Adult life is dealing with an enormous amount of questions that don't have answers.

From the town of Lincoln Nebraska with a sawed off .410 on my lap, through the Badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path.

It's a sad man my friend who's livin' in his own skin and can't stand the company.

It ain't no sin to be glad you're alive.

For an adult, the world is constantly trying to clamp down on itself. Routine, responsibility, decay of institutions, corruption: this is all the world closing in.

Settle back is to settle without knowing.