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

I want a thousand guitars . . .

I cut my bow from the wood of this tree of evil. Of this tree of good, I want a kiss from your lips.

For me, I was somebody who was a smart young guy who didn't do very well in school. The basic system of education, I didn't fit in; my intelligence was elsewhere.

Yeah, my son likes a lot of guitar bands. He gave me something the other day which was really good. He'll burn a CD for me full of things that he has, so he's a pretty good call if I want to check some of that stuff out... The other two aren't quite into that yet.

You use to drive me wild, but lately you get your kicks from just knocking me down, down, down.

The past is never the past. It is always present. And you better reckon with it in your life and in your daily experience, or it will get you. It will get you really bad.