There are very few songs about just liking someone as a friend.

The chances of someone who looks like Jesus having pot raises steadily, to a point. If the guy is on a cross you may have the wrong guy.

You are ten times more likely to get hit by a car when the driver is aiming for you.

It's hard to know what's gay in life. Boxing. That's two men fighting over a belt.

It's not enough to say I'm sorry. You have to also mean it. It's the same with saying I'm single.

In retrospect, everything is finite, but prospectively, there are infinite possibilities. I guess that's what makes life hopeful.

I know about Woodstock probably as much as your average person who is over 30, where I'd know Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Grateful Dead.