You know...sometimes I'll be looking out at the audience and I'll be in the middle of a song, and I'll just stop dead. I'll look out at them, and think what is this... There's one thing that keeps me doing it though, I really love it, I believe in it.

Keep your nose to the grindstone. It sharpens your boogers.

I don't mind being a grandfather; I've been a mother for so many years. You just can't believe what it's like being a father. Especially when you come out of the chaos of the road to getting married and having children.

Why not share with the world the way it is and tell them my feelings about my cat, and how I played with my kids, and how addicted to Christmas time I am, and the smell of pine needles and hearing my kids laugh.

I'll tell you what's fun - finding the right stewardess and turning her upside down in the back of a plane.

Ya think that the whiskey tastes good? Try a big cup of sobriety - now that is the good stuff!

I'm grateful for doing those drugs, because they kept me from getting laid and I would have gotten AIDS.