But you make me sing like a guitar humming . . .

Crackling Rosie make me smile. God, if it lasts for an hour that's alright, to set the world right. Find us a dream that don't ask no questions.

I definitely don't feel like I'm 71. I feel like I did when I was - between 30 and 40. The body ages. The mind doesn't.

I suppose that being moved to write a song is more applicable to me, I have to be moved, I have to have a reason to write a particular song.

My writing is different. I think it's better. I think it's deeper. But, strangely enough, it covers a lot of the old ground. Maybe it says it in a more sophisticated way ... but I [have written] about basically the same subjects over the years.

The art of love is who you share it with.

When love is unkind, it is not love anymore.