I can remember sitting in a cabin outside of Denver writing that with a can of soup on the stove.

I liked the American folk style of Woody Guthrie.

I don't know where we went wrong, but the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back.

I never really had stage nerves but I did have had trouble getting up to the right energy level. For a long time I drank. I drank up until 1982 and then I gave up alcohol.

When love is true there is no truer occupation.

I'm not really a bird person or an Audubon guy who studies them, but as I was around them, they interested me.

When I was 16, I used to drive huge loads of laundry in a three ton truck. I would turn round at night to drive back and see the band in a place north of Toronto called Dunn's Pavilion. I would drive that truck all day and they drive back and all the way until one day I wrecked the truck. I fell asleep and wrecked it. I was OK and so was my helper. I called my dad and the first words out of his mouth were, "are you OK?" I was really lucky I had a kind father.