Rampant eclecticism is my middle name.

We were raised with the idea that we had limitless chances and we got very shocked to learn that wasn't the case.

You and I, travel to the beat of a different drum, can't you tell by the way I run, every time you make eyes at me.

I was never bored because I always had a book. So I had a doorway into another world or another universe. It was great.

I only notice the clothes I'm wearing.

I never wrote anything down. I never kept a diary, never kept a journal. I did write one letter home about touring with the Doors that I used as a reference for the book for some details there, and then I was glad I had that, but that was it.

the relentless touring and endless repetition of the same songs over and over again promoted a creeping awareness that my music had begun to sound like my washing machine.