Mr. Bear, you know in the eyes of the Lord, we're both beasts.

The stores and the things like that, the business side of things came out at the point when, I'd say probably in the early '70s, it looked like the year of the singer-songwriter was over, 'cause music changed in our time and the spotlight was out.

I'd like to be a jellyfish, 'cause jellyfish don't pay rent.

Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call. Wanted to sail upon your waters, since I was three feet tall. You've seen it all, you've seen it all. Watched the men who rode you, switch from sails to steam. In your belly, you hold the treasure that few have ever seen, most of them dreams, most of them dreams.

I'm getting old, don't wear underwear, and I don't go to church.

I slowly surrender to the child in me who can't say goodbye.

Some people think there's a woman to blame, but I know - it's my own damn fault