I don't very often think I've done a good job. I don't like the majority of what I do. I shouldn't say I don't like it, but I'm not satisfied with almost everything that I do.

By the time I was 12 or 13, I felt that I was special, because I could play the guitar and write songs.

I sort of recognize it, as opposed to shaping it. Oh, that's a good idea, that's a good line. I wonder where I can use that. And when you get into a rhyme group like 'not,' you got a lot of rhymes, you got a lot of choices. The more you do it, the luckier you get.

I want to rid my heart of envy, and cleanse my soul of rage before I'm through.

Kodachrome, it gives us those nice bright colors Gives us the greens of summers Makes you think all the world's a sunny day, oh yeah! I got a Nikon camera, I love to take a photograph So momma, don't take my Kodachrome away.

We're living in a certain time, and we're aware of it. And that's part of what we're aware of, along with our own personal aches and pains.

Who am I to blow against the wind?