I think everybody has a painter inside of them somewhere.

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.

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 initially felt shy about doing painting because I wasn't a professional painter. I almost felt like I didn't deserve to paint. But I have gradually adopted a different kind of attitude about this.

The thirty-plus years of marriage between the ceiling and the cement plaster showed signs of weakness by frequently developing cracks and holes.

What you want is within reach.

Arrogance kills Creativity, Curiosity and Passion. Stop it and you'll learn more.

You have no responsibility to live up to what other people think you ought to accomplish. I have no responsibility to be like they expect me to be. It's their mistake, not my failing.

The greatest of men, they don't get too big to cry. They just loose faith in love and life.

I saw 'On The Town' about nine times. I discovered it. I loved it. I was in college.

Those things interest me a lot in songwriting - the human nature of how people think, and the muck that we wind up in.

I'm a tough person. I wasn't afraid of other kids because I understood that someday they'd wash my car.

I might get drunk one day and fall in love or fall over a hooker outside, and I would have consummated a relationship that I couldn't necessarily believe in.

...Man lives by affirmation even more than he does by bread.