It's life's illusions that I recall, I really don't know life at all

Do you see how you hurt me, baby? So I hurt you too. Then we both get so blue. I am on a lonely road and I am traveling, looking for the key to set me free.

Paul Simon started piling up a lot of words, more than the bar could handle, and I stopped!

I wish I had a river I could skate away on?

The coming of the kids hasn't come out in my art yet.

I liked playing in small clubs. I really liked holding the attention of thirty or forty people. I never liked the roar of the big crowd.

I create by feeling rather than by intellectualizing.