When I felt that fame - people were nosing me out - well, I moved on. I used traveling names; wigs if necessary.

I used to be monastic, almost. Now I'm like a Tibetan that has discovered hamburgers and television. I'm catching up on Americana.

I didn't think I had much of a following in the South. I thought I was anonymous down there so I kept to the South. But I found in certain pockets that I was quite recognizable and I just hit a wig store.

I create by feeling rather than by intellectualizing.

I learned a woman is never an old woman.

At the point where I'm trying to force something and it's not happening, and I'm getting frustrated with, say, writing a poem, I can go and pick up the brushes and start painting. At the point where the painting seems to not be going anywhere, I go and pick up the guitar.

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