I always play more than I talk, so the more I talk, the more I'll play.

Now I'm livin' out here on the beach, but those seagulls are still out of reach.

With Crazy Horse, it's all one big, growing, smoldering sound, and I'm part of it. It's like gliding, or some sort of natural surfing.

It's going to take a lot of love to make things work out right.

Remember when you used to watch TV in the Sixties and you'd see Perry Como in a cashmere sweater? That's what rock 'n' roll is becoming. It's your parents' music.

I look at radio as gone … Piracy is the new radio, that’s how music gets around.

Instead of cursing the darkness, light a candle for where we're going. There's something ahead worth fighting for.

My my, hey hey... Rock and roll is here to stay. Hey hey, my my... Rock and roll will never die.

Look at mother nature on the run in the 1970's.

There's more to a picture than meets the eye.

I've always been better moving than I am standing still.

Guard your heart and mind against double-minded pretentious beings. Do not allow infiltration beyond the surface. If their influence travels on the inside, they become like an incurable disease.

There are many forms of tyrants, but there are none so terrible as those stifling their own people in the name of freedom.

Truth is something which can't be told in a few words. Those who simplify the universe only reduce the expansion of its meaning.

When I meet other parents and they're more 'mumsy' than I am - you know, I don't want to be 'mumsy,' but I'm like, 'Were you always like that or... what happened?

If love were a product, the queue at the faulty goods desk would stretch right round the universe and back. It doesn't work properly. The seams come apart and it's full of powdered glass.

It was a small provincial place with great people and I had a happy childhood growing up in Queens.

Tragedy brings us closer to ourselves - it's the only thing that does.

The beast in us must be[78] wheedled: ethic is necessary, that we may not be torn to pieces.

It is a throne of grace that God in Christ is represented to us upon; but yet is is a throne still whereon majesty and glory do reside, and God is always to be considered by us as on a throne.

My lovely shining fragile broken house is filled with flowers and founded on a rock.