Every day I beat my own previous record for the number of consecutive days I’ve stayed alive.

I love individuals. I think people are terrific as I meet and get to know them. I like imagination. I like the freedom that this society manages to parcel out to us in the midst of the rest of what they do to you. I also like thinking about the fact that the atoms in me are the same atoms that are in all the rest of the universe, and that every one of those atoms came from the middle of a star. In other words, it's only me out there.

Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.

We are all precancerous.

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

There was about a two-year period at the end of the '60s, when I realized I was in the wrong place and entertaining the wrong people with the wrong material and that I was not being true to myself. I went through a metamorphosis into something more authentic for me, a more authentic stage voice and writing voice.

Because we were a poor area, the school had a small budget and was unable to teach the second half of the alphabet.