I almost went to bed without remembering the four white violets I put in the button-hole of your green sweater and how i kissed you then and you kissed me shy as though I’d never been your lover

Only in Canada could somebody with a voice like mine win 'Vocalist of the Year'.

As the mist leaves no scar On the dark green hill So my body leaves no scar On you and never will

Follow me, the wise man said, but he walked behind.

I think that any songwriter - and I think that Bob Dylan knows this more than all of us - you don't write the songs anyhow.

..you wanted to be the Superman who was never Clark Kent

We actually lead very violent, passionate lives and I think that we're hungry for insights into this condition. That's why we get all that stuff on television. It's really where we are, really what we are.