Everybody knows that the boat is leaking. Everybody knows the captain lied. Everybody got this broken feeling, like their father or their dog just died. Everybody talking to their pockets. Everybody wants a box of chocolates and a long-stem rose. Everybody knows.

Your body will never be familiar.

I won't comment on what Bob Dylan said, but I will comment on his receiving the Nobel Prize, which to me is like pinning a medal on Mount Everest for being the highest mountain.

There are a few things that deal with passion. There's Prozac.

You win a while, and then it’s done - Your little winning streak.

I've often said if I knew where the good songs came from, I'd go there more often.

How can I begin anything new with all of yesterday in me?