Traveling wears me out.

If you can't be friends with a lover, then forget it. It's not going to work.

Maybe the older you grow and the less easy it is to put thought into action, maybe that’s why it gets all locked up in your head and becomes a burden.

With one exception everybody who has ever been involved with me is still a great friend of mine.

The only obligation any artist can have is to himself. His work means nothing, otherwise. It has no meaning.

It's bad enough in life to do without something YOU want; but confound it, what gets my goat is not being able to give somebody something you want THEM to have.

In California everyone goes to a therapist, is a therapist, or is a therapist going to a therapist.