My uncle used to love me, but she died.

I always took a great deal of pride in being original.

I want my music to leave an indelible mark.

. . . And some people sing and dance.

My uncle used to love me, but she died.

The human mind is a wonderful thing, it starts working from before you're born and doesn't stop till you sit down to write a song.

Junk bonds are the Holy Grail for hostile takeovers.