When the spirit moves me, I can do many wondrous things.

I just can't stand jazz/rock. I think it's the worst thing that's come down the river yet.

You have to remember that writing those sorta songs is not reality, it's more like trance, dream, y'know, like dreamwork. The mythical thing can enter the creating but there's the mythical place and the real place. And there's both...I get it between waking and sleeping. Or, when I'm doing something else. I don't sit down and think I'm gonna write about subject X or subject Y. I could be doing something and an impression comes in from outside and the song emerges out of that. It's never thought about or contrived.

Common one, my illuminated one, oh my high in the art of suffering. Take a walk with me.

Meet them halfway with love, peace, and persuasion, and expect them to rise for the occasion.

I have to accept the fact that I was putting out records that reviewers were going to get an image from.

You can't stay the same. If you're a musician and a singer, you have to change, that's the way it works.