We made mad love shadow love random love and abandoned love. Accidentally like a martyr. The hurt gets worse, and the heart gets harder.

I might have made a tactical error not going to a physician for 20 years. It was one of those phobias that didn't pay off.

I missed jazz, kind of. And by the time I came to it in life, it was too intimidating to enjoy thoroughly.

Speaking as one who has abused privilege a long time, I tell you, it's great to be alive.

Regrets are so far from reality.

Here's a story that I really want to tell about Bo Diddley at the OK corral.

don't let us get sick, don't let us get old, don't let us get stupid, alright? just make us be brave, and make us play nice, and let us be together tonight.