“Just take what you need from the ladies and leave them.”

I’m drinking doubles now that you’re running around single again.

If you want to make marijuana legal, you’ve got to stay straight long enough to f – vote.

A frozen river is not a dry one, it’s just a still river on the surface but is still moving, and so am my winter writing.

You will never find happiness until you stop looking for it.

Be here. Be present. Wherever you are, be there.

My doctor tells me I should start slowing it down – but there are more old drunks than there are old doctors so let’s all have another round.

Just take what you need from the ladies and leave them.

I wanted to connect all people who are thinking about peace on Earth.

The fight to save family farms isn’t just about farmers. It’s about making sure that there is a safe and healthy food supply for all of us. It’s about jobs, from Main Street to Wall Street. It’s about a better America.

Be gentle with your words – you can’t take them back.

Sometimes there is a 36-piece orchestra going off in my stomach.

I like marijuana because it keeps me from killing people. And I think there are a lot of people out there who are just like me. The reason it’s not legal is because most people get up in the morning and get high, then forget to go out and vote for it.

When I’m driving the highway by myself is when I write best.

I live one day at a time, one day at a time. Yesterday’s gone and tomorrow is blind, so I live one day at a time.

What has changed is that nothing has changed. That’s what has made me more unhappy than everything else.

Sometimes there is a 36-piece orchestra going off in my stomach.

I want people to know that I’m going to leave every single thing on the field.

A man is involved in life, leaves his impress on it, and outside of that there is nothing.

Alas, it is when we are beginning to leave this mortal body that it most offends us!

Deep in my heart, I’m concealing things that I’m longing to say. Scared to confess what I’m feeling – frightened you’ll slip away.

I want to leave, to go somewhere where I should be really in my place, where I would fit in, but my place is nowhere; I am unwanted.

My abandoned narcotics have abandoned me.

It’s challenging to open for someone: You’ve got to prep the audience, get them in the mood, and get their attention if they don’t know you. You’re going to show them what songs you’ve got. You’ve got to leave your mark.

People go but how they left always stays.