I got three letters today telling me that I'm god. Why can't I pay the rent?

How memories lie to us. How time coats the ordinary with gold. How it breaks the heart to go back and attempt to re-live them. How crushed we are when we discover that the gold was merely gold-plating thinly coated over lead, chalk and peeling paint.

A lot of Americans don't have a passport, never will have a passport. Not only will they not travel, they don't want to travel.

I travel because I want to know. Books and documentaries will only get you so far. If you want to know, you will have to go.

Whenever I write lyrics, in the back of my mind I always see a guy driving to work, driving to a really bad job, one of those horrible institutions, or one of those low squat buildings in Los Angeles. I write with that person in my mind.

It's hard to judge literary merit.

You don't make me feel like you used to. That's why I'm leaving That's why people leave each other They come to their senses and get selfish again.