I worked there [on Pontiac] three weeks, got really sick of it, went back home and joined the Air Force.

I took the easy way, and to an extent I regret that. Still, though, the way we did it was honest. We played it and sang it the way we felt it, and there's a lot to be said for that.

I read novels but I also read the Bible. And study it, you know? And the more I learn, the more excited I get.

When I record somebody else's song, I have to make it my own or it doesn't feel right. I'll say to myself, I wrote this and he doesn't know it!

We're all in this together if we're in it at all.

I kept talking to my producers at Columbia about recording one of those [prison] shows. So we went into Folsom on February 11, 1968, and recorded a show live.

The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars.