Getting out and staying out of debt is key. debt is the biggest barrier, a parasite to wealth.

I'm a little bit more unusual so I consider myself as the black sheep.

I like The White Stripes and I like the kinda twang American thing right now.

Life can be dangerous; just let it be! When we shake off what we perceive as boundaries, that is where the bliss really is.

Artists make art. Singers sing. Players play. Gypsies travel. Music lights fires everywhere. It's like oxygen!

You have to also provide a video for it, look a certain way and big hair... If you're a woman it's even more strange with fake fingernails and corsets and all this stuff that was big in the 80s.

This is such a cynical world. The way the world is, there's so much going on and so much stress in the world and so much darkness and craziness and imbalance.

I guess we decided to make a new record 3 years ago when Nancy was done scoring for Almost Famous.

If you want to help the poor, don't be poor

Led Zeppelin, you can't find a better band to pay homage to.

I don't think we ever clash but we do become frosty.

Dreams are those that don't let you sleep at night.

The belly is an ungrateful wretch, it never remembers past favors, it always wants more tomorrow.

One can really love only once.

Thanks to technology, what almost anybody can do has been multiplied a thousandfold, and our moral understanding about what we ought to do hasn't kept pace.

What to think of other people? I ask myself this question each time I make a new acquaintance. So strange does it seem to me that we exist, and that we consent to exist.

On Twitter, people like me regularly get called "sore losers" by Trumpeters. It just makes me roll my eyes. This is not about winning and losing. We all lost, even them, they just don't know it yet.

Fair and balanced is doublespeak for bite-out-chunks-of-truth until only irrelevancy is left, byte-sized, entertaining irrelevancy.

You only see what your eyes want to see. How can life be what you want it to be?

The same substance composes us--the tree overhead, the stone beneath us, the bird, the beast, the star--we are all one, all moving to the same end.

This we prescribe, though no physician; Deep malice makes too deep incision; Forget, forgive; conclude and be agreed; Our doctors say this is no month to bleed.