“There are two sorts of people in the world: Those who listen and those who are thinking about what they are going to say next.”

When I first heard Elvis perform “Bridge Over Trouble Water” it was unbelivable,and I thought to myself, how the hell can I compete with that?

I’m always going forward toward something, and that something is usually an album, because I like to record. I probably like to record more than I like to write.

The dialogue between what’s going on in the world and what’s going on internally seems to be a natural thing – well, it’s natural to me, anyway, to have these thoughts.

I met my old lover on the street last night. She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled. Then we talked about some old times and we drank ourselves some beers, still crazy after all these years.

Serious numbers will speak to us always.

The more I get to thinking, the less I tend to laugh.

The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenements halls and whispered in the sounds of silence.

I don’t know what I’m going to write when I begin to write. It feels like you are walking down a path, but you can’t see around the bend and you don’t know where you are going to go, which is fun.

She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy I said ‘Be careful his bowtie is really a camera’

I was eating in a Chinese restaurant downtown. There was a dish called Mother and Child Reunion. It’s chicken and eggs. And I said, I gotta use that one.

There’s something about the sound of a train that’s very romantic and nostalgic and hopeful.

It’s actually very difficult to make something both simple and good.

All I’ve got to do today is smile.

We work our jobs, collect our pay, believe were gliding down the highway, when in fact we’re slip sliding away.

Time, time, time, see what’s become of me, While I looked around, For my possibilities; I was so hard to please

Take two bodies and you twirl them into one, their hearts and their bones, and they won’t come undone.