It's like a bear stumbling into a beehive or a honey cache: I'm stumbling right into it and getting stuck, and it's delicious and it's horrible and I'm in it and it's not very graceful and it's very awkward and it's very painful and yet there's something inevitable about it.

In My Secret Life" "I saw you this morning, you were moving so fast. Can't seem to loosen my grip On the past. And I miss you so much, there's no one in sight. And we're still making love In my secret life. I smile when I am angry, I cheat and I lie, I do what I have to do to get by, In my secret life.

Who could have foretold the heart grows old from touching others

Journalists, especially English journalists, were very cruel to me. They said I only knew three chords when I knew five!

Some people are graced with a flow; some people are graced with something less than a flow. I'm one of those.

Seriousness is not Calvinistic, it's not a renunciation, it's the very opposite of that.

I think there's an appetite for seriousness. Seriousness is voluptuous, and very few people have allowed themselves the luxury of it.