In this society, we don't like to face the future and the dying process and all of it. Most of us really don't want to think about it, but it's facing me in the mirror every day.

All of us are survivors, but how many of us transcend survival?

I don't think of myself as a symbol of the sixties, but I do think of myself as a symbol of following through on your beliefs.

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

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.

I've never had a humble opinion. If you've got an opinion, why be humble about it?

Put tattoos all up and down our thighs, do anything our parents would despise. Take uppers, downers, blues, and reds and yellows, our brains are turning into jello.