I couldn't resist. I went over and joined in, and we just sang the song together, ... They had no idea that I had written it, or who I was. I was just some weird guy who wanted to join in on the singing.

I followed all life's pleasures wherever they would lead, but someone I can treasure is all I really need.

I guess I haven't gotten over being lost, a wandering gypsy.

I'm trying to find the truth in myself. To play somebody else doesn't interest me. It's not the focus of my life. I can get through most scenes and do the acting part of it, and at best, I'm going to be mediocre.

Worse than bad reviews is to be ignored.

When I am not writing, I'm dying.

Don't need to say please to no man for a happy tune.