I told a story with the E Street Band that was bigger and better than I could have done on my own.

I found the key to the universe in the engine of an old parked car.

I don't know if I know anyone, with the exception of the early inventors of rock music [who wasn't influenced by something].

The drummer in my first band was killed in Vietnam. He kind of signed up and joined the marines. Bart Hanes was his name. He was one of those guys that was jokin' all the time, always playin' the clown.

I had tried to go to college, and I didn't really fit in. I went to a real narrow-minded school where people gave me a lot of trouble, and I was hounded off the campus - I just looked different and acted different, so I left school.

Physical pain is my friend. I pursue it every night for four hours.

The audiences are there as a result of my history with the band but also as a result of my being able to reach people with a tune.