A wasted youth is better by far than a wise and productive old age.

You can lose yourself in pleasure, 'til your body's going numb, but will it ever be enough.

When your name is on the marquee, you either get the glory or you get the hits.

Some days I pray to the God of sex and drums and rock and roll.

I'm asthmatic. I was a lot bigger back then, and I still get winded on stage today. But I've learned how to pace it now. I have musical breaks in there.

I was cold and you were fire, and I never knew how the pyre could be burning on the edge of an ice field.

Just ask anybody who is getting old - everything starts hurting. For me, it's my shoulders, thumbs, knees and feet.