Though the passion still flutters and flickers, it never got into our knickers.

I love you more than anything in this world. I don't expect that will last.

People become so deeply attached to the sound of one period that they blow a fuse when you move on. I've heard people complain bitterly about recordings they haven't even heard.

There are five things to write songs about: I'm leaving you. You're leaving me. I want you. You don't want me. I believe in something. Five subjects, and 12 notes. For all that, we musicians do pretty well.

Don't wear your heart on your sleeve when your remarks are off the cuff.

The long arm of the law slides up the outskirts of town.

The truth can't hurt you, it's just like the dark. It scares you witless, but in time you see things clear and stark.