There's this celebrity thing that goes along with making records or being a rock star. I'm into this celebrity thing just enough to let me go on making records and making a living out of it.

What characterized the whole punk scene for me in 1977 was there was no racism or sexism. It was an anarchy of -isms, and a matter of abolishing it all.

The so-called feminist writers were disgusted with me. I did my thing, and so I guess by feminist standards I'm a feminist. That suits me fine.

In my experience lust only ever leads to misery. All that suspicion and jealousy and anguish it unleashes. I don't want those things in my life.

I preferred rock when it was in the dark, when it was a secret between me and the audience, when it wasn't mainstream.

I just want to play guitar and be in a band. Same as I always did.

Let's get rid of all the economic (expletive) this country represents! Bring it on, I hope the Muslims win!

I feel displaced when I'm back in America, like a visitor. I feel like if I don't get a cup of tea I'm going to lose my mind.

Once you stop drinking and smoking and stuff, it really gets on your nerves, all that nonsense going on.

Being on tour sends me crazy, I drink too much and out comes the John Mcenroe in me.

I don't believe there is any justifiable reason for killing any animal unless perhaps if it's killing you! That would be negotiable.

Helping people boost themselves out of poverty is the best way to make a lasting positive difference in a person's life.

I have no money, no resources, no hopes. I am the happiest man alive.

Ah, love. A dreadful bond! And yet, so easily severed.

A baby is expected. A trip is expected. News is expected. Forgetfulness is expected. An invitation is expected. Hope is expected. But memories are not expected. They just come.

In love longing I listen to the monk's bell. I will never forget you even for an interval short as those between the bell notes.

Just because you don't know how to do stand-up doesn't mean you don't know how to put on a show.

Meditation is the movement of love. It isn't the love of the one or of the many. It is like water that anyone can drink out of any jar.

Well, at least I’m not a stubborn, button-pushing, Prius-driving, chip-on-your-shoulder-holding, ‘stay-at-home-mom’-is-the-eighth-dirty-word-thinking feminazi!

A rose to the living is more Than sumptuous wreaths to the dead.

I can't crawl any further. You never crawled for me.