I leave pansies, the symbolic flower of freethought, in memory of the Great Agnostic, Robert Ingersoll, who stood for equality, education, progress, free ideas and free lives, against the superstition and bigotry of religious dogma. We need men like him today more than ever. His writing still inspires us and challenges the 'better angels' of our nature, when people open their hearts and minds to his simple, honest humanity. Thank goodness he was here.

You can't be afraid of getting old. Old is good, if you're gathering in life. Our band is good at understanding that equation.

Until I realized that rock music was my connection to the rest of the human race, I felt like I was dying, for some reason, and I didn't know why.

Sky of blackness and sorrow, sky of love, sky of tears. Sky of glory and sadness, sky of mercy, sky of fear.

Elvis is my religion. But for him, I'd be selling encyclopedias right now.

I got a house full of Rembrandts and priceless art, and all the little girls they wanna tear me apart.

The hungry and the haunted explode in a rock'n'roll band.