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.

There's nothing romantic, nothing grand, nothing heroic, nothing brave, nothing like that about drinking. It's a real coward's death.

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

And if California slides into the ocean, as the mystics and statistics say it will, I predict this hotel will be standing until I've paid my bill.

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

And I think it's safe to say that the single very impressive figure to me was Merle Haggard.

I wrote my songs despite the fact that I was a drunk, not because of it.