My fake Japanese was smooth enough to earn me the title of 'The Emperor of Pleasing Graciousness' in that country.

From 1958 to 1964, that's real rock n' roll. Then the Beatles hit and everyone sounded like them.

A little mordida, here. A little mordida, there.

If you do right, everything will come out right.

I started out as an opportunistic renegade. By now, I've lasted long enough to become sort of an American Original Respectable Renegade.

I think the acts today get too much money. I really do. They wind up blowing it all anyway. It's silly to give children that much money.

My existence went up about 12 levels of intensity.