There have been a lotta tough guys. There have been pretenders. And there have been contenders. But there is only one king.

The poets down here don't write nothin' at all, they just stand back and let it all be.

The songs themselves do broaden out as time passes and take on subtly different meanings, take on more meaning, I find.

You may not be able to hit all the notes. That's OK. You may not have the clearest tone. You may not have the greatest range. But if you can inhabit your song, you can communicate.

Outside the street's on fire in a real death waltz between what's flesh and what's fantasy.

I tend to be pessimistic. I want to believe in hope.

...It's all sort of dreams and it's all illusion. It's theater; it's not real. We're making up stories, you know, and people tend to run into you and believe you are your characters. And I suppose the funny thing is the longer you go, you do become sort of some version of [your characters]. You both diverge from them - you know - you live, but you also permanently inhabit that geography and that mental space - and so you do morph a little bit. We do become what we imagine.