So much time weeping and wailing and shaking our fists, creating enemies that really don't exist.

How can love survive in such a graceless age? The trust and self assurance that lead to happiness, they're the very things we kill.

I'm always jotting things down on pieces of paper. I've got pieces of paper all over my house.

If dirt were dollars, I wouldn't have to worry anymore.

I played drums on Keith Carradine's first record.

I could have played more complex stuff. I could have been a busier player. But that's not what I wanted to do. I played what I wanted to play.

We satisfy our endless needs and justify our bloody deeds in the name of destiny and in the name of God.