Ah, to be a bird. To fly the skies, sing my song, and best of all occasionally peck someone's eyes out.

I am not a complete vegetarian. I eat only animals that have died in their sleep.

I went straight from shenanigans to crimes against humanity.

One time. In 1965. August, for about an hour, I was both fine AND dandy at the same time. But nobody asked me how I was.

I'll tell you a little secret about the Blues: it's not enough to know which notes to play, you have to know why they need to be played.

Bullshit is truly the American soundtrack.

I'm sure Hitler was great with his family.