You're my North Star when I'm lost and feeling blue.

And the earth died screaming, while I lay dreaming.

A mental midget with the IQ of a fence post.

The folks who know the truth aren't talking.... The ones who don't have a clue, you can't shut them up!

I think all songs should have weather in them. Names of towns and streets, and they should have a couple of sailors. I think those are just song prerequisites.

The trick is to have a career and have a family. It's like having two dogs that hate each other and you have to take them for a walk every night.

What you want is for music to love you back. That's why you pay your dues. You want to feel like you belong and are part of this symbiosis, metamorphosis, whatever you want to call it.