Once the inspiration comes, that directs where the perspiration goes.

Eric Clapton is my dream guitarist.

Today's records, even though they may be lyrically repetitive and not saying anything particularly heavy, they have energy.

Sensitive, humbug. Everybody thinks I'm sensitive. Wait until they hear my new album.

Now and forever, I'll remember all the promises still unbroken and think about all the words between us that never needed to be spoken.

Now my tapestry's unraveling.

You can't talk to a man, with a shotgun in his hand.