Being rich and famous seems to have its ups and downs. That's the price you pay for being troubadours and clowns.

We're just recycled history machines, cavemen in faded blue jeans.

Our children may save us if they are taught to care properly for the planet; but if not, it may be back to the Ice Age or the caves from where we first emerged. Then we'll have to view the universe above from a cold, dark place. No more jet skis, nuclear weapons, plastic crap, broken pay phones, drugs, cars, waffle irons, or television. Come to think of it, that might not be a bad idea.

I was suppose to be a Jesuit priest or a naval academy graduate.

It's those changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes nothing remains quite the same. With all of our running and all of our cunning, if we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane.

It's been wonderful for me, and I feel so privileged to have fans that are that loyal.

Lights are glowing in the palm trees.