As long as one keeps searching, the answers will come.

My life is a crystal teardrop. There are snowflakes falling in the teardrop and little figures trudging in slow motion.

I was trying to disturb the war.

It [my vocal] didn't sound like what I wanted to hear; the vibrato isn't what I liked anymore. So I got myself to an ear, nose and throat guy who does a lot of work with singers, and I was hoping there was a big wart on my vocal cords or something and they could scrape it off and I could have the voice I wanted. But he said, "No, for 71, that's your voice."

I have heard more than once, 'Shut up and sing!' and I get it now.

If it came back I would be thrilled. I would be delighted to write more songs. I need them now because I want to make an album and I have to depend on other people's music, which I've done for years. But still, it'd be really nice to be able to sprinkle it with my own.

The foundation of my beliefs is the same as it was when I was 10. Non-violence.