Mental illness and creativity are - it's a thin line in between the two. I tend to believe that.

I had a ten-piece band when I was 21 years old, the Bruce Springsteen Band. This is just a slightly expanded version of a band I had before I ever signed a record contract. We had singers and horns.

You're born into this life paying for the sins of somebody else's past.

That Elvis, man, he is all there is. There ain't no more. Everything starts and ends with him. He wrote the book. But for him, I'd be selling encyclopedias right now. There have been a lotta tough guys. There have been pretenders. And there have been contenders. But there is only one king.

I would rather feel the hurt inside, yes I would darling, than know the emptiness that your heart must hide.

You can beat on your chest, hell, any monkey can.

So tell me what I see when I look in your eyes, is that you baby or just a brilliant disguise?