I think my first instrument was a ukulele that they gave me. I used to know how to play that pretty well.

Sometimes you get the best light from a burning bridge.

In forty-five minutes, it'll all be done. We'll all be good and crispy, but we'll still be number one.

In the old days, words like sin and Satan had a moral certitude. Today, they're replaced with self-help jargon, words like dysfunction and antisocial behavior, discouraging any responsibility for one's actions.

Who knows how long this will last, now we've come so far so fast.

I remember a time when things were a lot more fun around here, when good was good and evil was evil, before things got fuzzy.

I now derive physical and spiritual pleasure from gardening and there is tremendous satisfaction in knowing that I could survive almost anywhere if I had to.