Elvis was the only man from Northeast Mississippi who could shake his hips and still be loved by rednecks, cops, and hippies.

Drive-in, you guzzle gin, commit a little mortal sin.

Searching is half the fun: life is much more manageable when thought of as a scavenger hunt as opposed to a surprise party.

And I wound up in New Orleans for all those years and it was a great place, really a catalyst creatively.

I'm living on things that excite me, be they pastry, or lobster, or love...

[Writing] is edit, edit, edit. It's almost like getting a boat ready to go to sea. You've still got a countless number of things left to fix, but you've just got to go, "O.K., everybody get on the boat. We're going, ready or not."

And I try to give the best bang for the buck. I love performing more than anything else.