“I want to rid my heart of envy, and cleanse my soul of rage before I’m through.”

I don’t feel any pressure from fans. But I’m always in some kind of state of emotional turmoil. I would not describe myself as happy-go-lucky. That’s not to say that I’m not happy.

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

I do not want no pretty woman. First thing you know, you fall in love with her-then you got to kill somebody about her. She’ll make you so jealous, you’ll bust!

Jealousy is a miserable feeling. It means you aspire to something that you cannot have. Even in love, it is better to leave, better not to waste time.

There’s no jealousy in the grave.

I’m not envious of Leo [Messi]or Ney [Neymar]. Why would I be? If there is envy in the dressing room, you know it’s only going to affect results.

Our Constitution is the envy of the world, as it should be for it is the grand design of the finest nation on earth.

It is very seldom that a person loves anyone they cannot in some way envy.

Yet is there one more cursed than they all, That canker-worm, that monster, jealousie, Which eats the heart and feeds upon the gall, Turning all love’s delight to misery, Through fear of losing his felicity.

Women are jealous of cigars, they regard them as a strong rival.