A simple I love you means more than money.

For nobody else, gave me thrill-with all your faults, I love you still. It had to be you, wonderful you, it had to be you.

When lip service to some mysterious deity permits bestiality on Wednesday and absolution on Sunday, cash me out.

You only go around once, but if you play your cards right, once is enough.

Fear is the enemy of logic.

Most of what has been written about me is one big blur, but I do remember being described in one simple word that I agree with. It was in a piece that tore me apart for my personal behavior, but the writer said that when the music began and I started to sing, I was "honest."

The martial music of every sideburned delinquent on the face of the earth.