No, it's not love, but it's not bad.

Lay in the weeds and wait, and when you get your chance to say something, say something good.

We need to have music that contributes to the well-being of the spirit. Music that cradles people's lives and makes things a little easier. That's what I try to do, and what I want to do. You don't want to close the door on hope.

It sounds like something from a Woody Guthrie song, but it's true; I was raised in a freight car.

There's one thing I never did do, and that was stink.

The turn I made was not the one I planned. And I watched my social standing slip away from me, while I watched the bottle slowly take command.

I wish coke was still cola and a joint was a bad place to be.