“I got my own way of praying.”

Let’s get to the point Let’s roll another joint.

Free Fallin” is a very good song. Maybe it would be one of my favorites if it hadn’t become this huge anthem. But I’m grateful that people like it.

Last dance with Mary Jane One more time to kill the pain I feel summer creepin’ in and I’m Tired of this town again.

George Harrison was the kind of guy who wasn’t going to leave until he hugged you for five minutes and told you how much he loved you.

I’m tired of screwing up. I’m tired of being down. I’m tired of myself. I’m tired of bein’ down.

I wouldn’t want to get stuck being an oldie-goldie group, but I don’t mind. I think all the trouble you go through these days to go to one of these concerts, I think I owe them a bit of what they came to hear.

I like making money like anybody else, and I’m paid well, but I think there is a point at which you can out-price your audience or your base.

God, it’s so painful when something that’s so close is still so far out of reach.

If you look around at America, that’s one of its biggest problems is you have corporations that can never be pleased at a profit.

I’m not interested in the TV much. I quit watching the news a couple years ago and my outlook on life has gotten a whole lot better.

I love the music. I’m never, ever tired of playing it.

At the end of the day, you’re just phonograph records.

I have never been comfortable being the front man.

In a world that keeps on pushing me around, I’m gonna stand my ground, and I won’t back down.

But not me, baby, I’ve got you to save me.

Where the sky begins, the horizon ends, despite the best intentions.

Don’t think. That is the wrong way to bring anything back. Let it go. Sooner or later it will flash into your mind.

You have to learn a few things, which you do along the way, but basically, poetry is a matter of the ear. Iambic pentameters or what constitutes a stanza comes naturally – your ears will know.

Now naturally, like many of us, I have a reluctance to change too much of the old ways.

Love is like water; like a river crushing through the mountains to carve its own path. Love will make its own way but only if you have the courage to follow.

I like to help women help themselves, as that is, in my opinion, the best way to settle the woman question. Whatever we can do and do well we have a right to, and I don’t think any one will deny us.

Such ever was love’s way: to rise, it stoops.

It is my dying wish to travel around the world; to feel this hurt in a slightly different way!

In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.