“Serious numbers will speak to us always.”

You want to be a writer, don’t know how or when? Find a quiet place, use a humble pen.

The phrasing didn’t work as well.

Believing I had supernatural powers, I slammed into a brick wall.

Artie is a singer, and I’m a writer and player and a singer. We didn’t work together on a creative level and prepare the songs. I did that.

Losing love is like a window in your heart.

Just slip out the back, Jack, make a new plan, Stan, you don’t need to be coy, Roy, just get yourself free. Hop on the bus, Gus, you don’t need to discuss much, just drop off the key, Lee, and get yourself free.

And she said ‘Losing love is like a window in your heart, Everybody sees you’re blown apart, Everybody feels the wind blow.’

Don’t want to end up a cartoon in a cartoon grave yard.

She said a good day ain’t got no rain She said a bad day is when I lie in the bed And I think of things that might have been.

We had many more points of agreement than we had points of difference, but we did differ, and the bigger we got, the more insistent we got that each one of us should have his way.

Why am I so soft in the middle when the rest of my life is so hard?

Someone could walk into this room and say your life is on fire.

Life I love you, all is groovy.

It was the year of the Beatles, it was the year of the Stones, it was 1964.

All God requires from us is to enjoy life and love. That’s the whole point.

No one dare disturb the sound of silence.