I'm not saying that people have to listen to rock music. It's a great, cool thing and it can really be liberating for a lot of people but, hey, so can Charles Dickens so I'm not going to judge.

I drive a lot. Just for pleasure. Sometimes I'll get in the Cadillac and drive around the city or the country, kind of trying to get lost basically. Y'know, just see where roads lead.

You should never rely on interviews with musicians as being factual. Most of them are mangled and even have made up stuff in them, that is to say, made up stuff by the writer or editor.

Wise is the tongue, wet of perfect thought.

The first thing that inspires any song is a chord progression. When I have one I really like, I get into the lyrics even more.

I have two step-kids and one of my own on the way. That's three college funds.

If you're a good band then the filter of the band is pretty strong.

I listen to Neil Young and jazz and classical stations and, if my girlfriend's driving, it tends to be Hall & Oates.

I think everybody has a painter inside of them somewhere.

Everyone thinks I'm a wimp and even my own band hates me. Oh, well. I guess I'll just flip 'em the bird!

I don't like to have everything all worked out in my head because there's always a chance of it coming out different than you think it should anyway.

I felt as if something hung there in the back of my mind, waiting to tarnish whatever happiness I might find. Is it safer to be unhappy? Nothing ever wants to take that away.

We are all different and we all have a different sense of humor.

... You have to pull the feet to break the neck. They let the loved ones do it.

We have been poisoned by fairy tales.

Do not set out to write with your eyes on the box office. It can't be done.

We don’t do what we do for the glory or the fame or the credit; we do it for the quiet satisfaction of making the world a better place, saving the lives of innocents, and being better than you are.

Incidentally, think about the ramifications of storing data on light waves that can be stopped and started at the speed of light.

Speak no evil of women; I tell thee the meanest of them deserves respect; for of women do we not all come?

Focus equals feeling.

I think Canadians, they may be offended that I pointed out that they're stalking us. But at least we're paying attention.