Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby, edgy and dull and cut a six inch valley through the middle of my soul..

This music is forever for me. It's the stage thing, that rush moment that you live for. It never lasts, but that's what you live for..

Every fool has a reason for feeling sorry for himself..

For one kiss, darling, I swear everything I would give. Cause you're a walking, talking reason to live..

All people have is hope. That's what brings the next day and whatever that day may bring... A hope grounded in the real world of living, friendship, ….

Success makes life easier. It doesn't make living easier..

We're here to re-dedicate you to The Power, The Passion, The Mystery, and The Ministry of Rock and Roll..

Don't run back inside, darlin', you know just what I'm here for. So you're scared and you're thinkin' we ain't that young any more...Show a little fa….

What if what you do to survive kills the things you love?.

The poets down here don't write nothin' at all, they just stand back and let it all be..

It's always felt natural, because I'm generally very comfortable with people..

I was always concerned with writing to my age at a particular moment. That was the way I would keep faith with the audience that supported me as I we….

When I first started in rock, I had a big guy's audience for my early records. I had a very straight image, particularly through the mid '80s..

I can get onstage and cut that off and be superinstinctive. To be a good live performer, you have to be instinctive. It's like, to walk in the jungle….

The release date is just one day, but the record is forever..

All the music I loved as a child, people thought it was junk. People were unaware of the subtext in so many of those records but if you were a kid yo….

You ain't a beauty but, hey, you're all right..

That Elvis, man, he is all there is. There ain't no more. Everything starts and ends with him. He wrote the book. But for him, I'd be selling encyclo….

I cut my bow from the wood of this tree of evil. Of this tree of good, I want a kiss from your lips..

We're a long, long way from home, Bobbie; Home's a long, long way from us. I feel a dirty wind blowing; Devils and dust..

I met a girl and we ran away, I swore I'd make her happy every day. And how I made her cry, two faces have I..