Don Henley Quotes

If dirt were dollars, I wouldn't have to worry anymore.

I now derive physical and spiritual pleasure from gardening and there is tremendous satisfaction in knowing that I could survive almost anywhere if I had to.

No shame, no solution, no remorse, no retribution, just people selling t-shirts.

I am an expert witness because I say I am.

I played drums on Keith Carradine's first record.

So much time weeping and wailing and shaking our fists, creating enemies that really don't exist.

An angry man can only get so far until he reconciles the way he thinks.

We got the bubble headed bleached blonde comes on at five, She can tell you 'bout the plane crash with a gleam in her eye, It's interesting when people die give us dirty laundry...

The government bugged the men's room in the local disco lounge.

The land of opportunity spawned a whole new breed of men without souls.

You're driving with your eyes closed.

I said, baby, do you have no shame? She just looked at me, uncomprehendingly, like cows at a passing train.

I was flying back from Lubbock and I saw Jesus on the plane, or maybe it was Elvis. You know, they kind of look the same.

There are no facts, there is no truth, just data to be manipulated.

We live a protracted adolescence. At some point you must leave the party.

Arm chair warriors often fail.

Between each album I try to gain a new insight that I didn't have before and perhaps write a song about something that I've written about before, but from a fresh viewpoint.

I'm always jotting things down on pieces of paper. I've got pieces of paper all over my house.

Insect politics, indifferent universe. Bang your head against the wall, but apathy is worse.

O' beautiful, for spacious skies But now those skies are threatening They're beating plowshares into swords For this tired old man that we elected king.

This year, notoriety got confused with fame, and the devil is down hearted because there is nothing left for him to claim.

Johnny can get down and Johnny can throw up, but Johnny can't read.

It was a pretty good year for predators.

There is not wrong, there is no right, and I will sleep very well tonight.

My love for you will still be strong after the boys of summer have gone.

What are these voices outside love's open door, make us throw off our contentment, and beg for something more?

It took me 42 years to write this song, and 5 minutes to sin