When I'm riding my motorcycle, I'm glad to be alive. When I stop riding my motorcycle, I'm glad to be alive.

Could hell be a place where there is no self-respect? A place where people have no pride in their own existence or behavior, and thus would have none for anyone or anything else?

I love jokes as much as anyone, but I don't want to hear my snail jokes every day. But I might want to hear a good song every day.

People don't realize the limitations of 200 words, and the way they get chiselled down into a song that has to be sung.

Waiting for the winds of change to sweep the clouds away. Waiting for the rainbow's end to cast its gold your way ... You don't get something for nothing. You can't have freedom for free

I think everything I do has Howard Roark [hero of The Fountainhead] in it, you know, as much as anything. The person I write for is Howard Roark.

Lessons taught but never learned, all around us anger burns. Guide the future by the past. Long ago the mould was cast.