I think it's rather a waste of time endlessly singing the same songs every night for a year, and it's just not what I want to do.

If I hadn't had my children, I would have been discouraged a lot quicker. It would have been much more easy for me to say, "You know what, let the whole thing go. Have a good time, because these people, this place - it's just not worth it." You know? I can't do that anymore. I look into those eyes and they look at me so trustingly that I'm gonna make sure that [they're thinking], "Hey, you did a good thing bringing me into the world, daddy. I'm going to have a great life!"

It is amazing how a new child can refocus one's direction seconds after its birth. Everything falls into a feeling of 'rightness'.

If I never wake again, I certainly will have lived while I was alive.

It's almost a social grace to get into the art world, and I'm very wary of it. Art was good in Berlin in the late '70s - there was a lot more guts to art when the Neo-Expressionists were starting up; it was real slapdash; it has real heart to it - but it seems so cold and heartless in America. It's a buyer's market.

You can begin really looking for a relationship . . . when you can (appreciate) the whole concept of giving to someone, not just taking.

Bully for you, chilly for me, got to get a raincheck on pain.