Getting lost in her loving is your first mistake.

See the judge upon the bench who tries the case as best he can, see the wise and wicked ones who feed upon life's sacred fire, see the soldier with his gun who must be dead to be admired.

My daughter Meredith Moon from my second wife has a band that does Appalachian music, with five-strong banjo, clawhammer style. I may have to direct her somewhere. Meredith was my middle name. I would have to direct her because I am always directing something. She's in the musician's union and she is only 21. Your kids surprise you.

I try to write songs. At our concerts, we take the cream of the crop from my back catalogue and I don't know if I could write something now that would replace any of that. We don't lose any of the standards. We have lots of songs in rotation.

If there's a reason for the way that life is I'd like to find it. After all, who's life is it?

Words are for explaining the mistakes we might have made, names are for calling when there is nothing left to say.

I had lots of friends who were fighting in Vietnam and I am still friends with veterans of the war.