You can keep your Streisands.

You know my wife, she's 6 ft 1 she can beat anyone up.

I must really confess right here, the attraction was purely physical.

My love for you is immeasurable, my respect for you immense. You're ageless, timeless, lace and fineness, you're beauty and elegance.

I am a man of contradictions, I suppose.

You went to Woodstock and all that trash, your generation is fading fast.

I'll sing over some chords, searching, what does [the music] conjure up, where's the melody taking you? I deliberate over the lyrics, I really do. I'll come up with one line in a day, and then it might be a couple of days before I come up with the rhyming line. It's never been easy for me.