When I was young, times were hard. When I got older it was worse.

At least I've had one foot in a very normal kind of life.

Well, I don't think it ever did, but in the early '60s I got interested in folk music.

Can't you just imagine digging up the King, begging him to sing about those heavenly mansions Jesus mentioned.

Maybe you simply criticized someone you hardly knew. You ruined part of their life. For them, part of your life, too.

I write each song individually and each one calls for individual musicians, You sit around and wonder who can we get to play a Neil Young solo, and then you realize there`s a good chance you can get Neil himself.

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