I remember the first guy who offered me a joint in the bathroom. I said 'No, man, I've got enough problems.'

Every life has a measure of sorrow, and sometimes this is what awakens us.

I quit my band in New York City in 1969 and I got really angry at them. I got angry at one of my guitar players and I dove over the drum set and we got into a fight.

If you have a candle, the light won't glow any dimmer if I light yours off of mine.

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.

I had gotten one of the first Korg synthesizers with 300 presets.

I don't buy into the idea that you're not supposed to rock & roll after a certain date. Maybe I should be in Bellevue, but I'm just having a good time.