My name had gone stale, and no matter how progressive I got, it was my time to die.

I remember that time you told me, you said"Love is touching souls." Surely you touched mine 'Cause part of you pours out of me In these lines from time to time. You're in my blood like holy wine, You taste so bitter and so sweet.

Fame is a series of misunderstandings surrounding a name.

In terms of fiction, I'd rather go out and have a good time than read a book about someone having a good or bad time.

I see the entire world as Eden, and every time you take an inch of it away, you must do so with respect.

You know, Neil Young is singing Rock n' roll will never die, and Neil never rocked and rolled in his life. I mean, he rocked, but he didn't roll. He has got no swing in him.