I like wherever I am. That's my big secret.

I've been to Paris. And it ain't that pretty at all.

Your face looked like something Death brought with him in his suitcase.

I lay my head on the railroad track, waitin' on the Double E. But the train don't run by here no more, poor, poor, pitiful me.

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.

My father was a boxer, though. So, I have a particular interest in Ray Mancini, I think.