“Gonna wind it up on my guitar. Gonna make that silver sing.”

Oh yeah, alright, take it easy baby, make it last all night. She was an American Girl.

Lord, please watch over all these lost children born to chase the hurricane.

I think for it to be hip to be idealistic is weird, you know? I mean, even all the best rebels to me, had some sense of hope in them.

I’ve never had any idea that what I like would resonate with the audience, and I’m pleasantly surprised when it does.

That’s stupid. You couldn’t pay me to go. I’m not oversimplifying it. That’s what’s going on. I don’t think it would be any fun without the drugs. It’s a drug party.

If you stretch your imagination, I’ll tell you all a tale, about a time when everything wasn’t up for sale.

Go after what you really love and find a way to make that work for you, and then you’ll be a happy person.

No matter how long you play the guitar, there’s always something else to learn.

I always tell my kids, “Find something that you love and within that you’ll find some job that you can do and you’ll always be happy. You’ll go to a job that you want to go to.”

A rebel without a clue.

Do something you really like, and hopefully it pays the rent. As far as I’m concerned, that’s success.

The poison came in liquid, she was naked all the time.

I remember things being more clearer, at one time things were more real.

The waiting is the hardest part.

I think watching the TV news is bad for you. It is bad for your physical health and your mental health.

You belong among the wildflowers You belong in a boat out at sea You belong with your love on your arm You belong somewhere you feel free.