I enjoy my money, and I'm not ashamed to admit it. I'd certainly rather be rich than poor.

I'm rather old-fashioned about this video business. It's all relatively new. We really don't do videos, Fleetwood Mac. We've only done two.

I'm looking more like my dogs every day - it must be the shaggy fringe and the ears.

You can only mend the vase so many times before you have to chuck it away.

I wouldn't think a blues album would be that commercially successful, but I don't really care. I'd do it for the love of blues, not for the money. I've got plenty of money.

I find it hard to get excited by just a sound. I have to have a song there, then I'll find what used I can make of that sound within the song.

Learn your instrument. Be honest. Don't do anything phony. There is so much crap floating around. There is plenty of room for a bit of honest writing.

My songs are self-explanatory... somebody pointed out to me that... my songs pretty much speak for themselves.

There were a lot of bad feelings when Lindsey first left the band. But there's been a lot of healing going on, growing up, maturing. The bond is a great deal stronger than what we first thought.

I haven't turned into some rich monster. I've kept my perspective. But I am a bit spoiled. It's hard not to be a little spoiled by having a lot of money.

I do ride a bicycle occasionally, but not those stupid stationary ones you see in gyms. I do have one of those, I must confess, but its quite literally a pain in the arse, so I dont use it.

Tolerance! The virtue that makes one bite his tongue so that he can tear out his hair.

But his singing was unconscious and irrepressible - an expression of his native exuberance, the dreamy, buoyant soundtrack running through his head.

The historic ascent of humanity, taken as a whole, may be summarized as a succession of victories of consciousness over blind forces - in nature, in society, in man himself.

Court-virtues bear, like gems, the highest rate, Born where Heav'n influence scarce can penetrate. In life's low vale, the soil the virtues like, They please as beauties, here as wonders strike.

Money was the manure of politics.

I don't like going out. I hate clubs. I hate being around too many people. I love my home and staying in bed and watching Dancing With the Stars or reading a Danielle Steel novel. I'm kind of boring.

I do this for her and my family. This is my way of paying my mom back by going after my goals relentlessly and trying to win that Oscar one day.

I'm surprised I still have so much hair after all the things I've done with it.

I don't enjoy living in a white box flooded with light. I like shadows, small spaces, old furniture.

Only man has become an outsider - and because of his own efforts. On his own, he has separated himself from existence.