Yes, I love to play drums and bass and guitar and piano. Those are the main instruments I play. That is it.

It was a great thrill just to know Roy Orbison, so to play, sing, write hit songs with him and have him in The Traveling Wilburys was beyond my wildest dreams!

There's not much you can do with a ukulele that doesn't sound happy.

I try to find nice chord changes, that's how I love to start, and then I start trying to knock it into a song, knock it into shape.

There are a million people who can come up with little bits. The hard work is making those bits into something.

The hairs stand up on the back of my neck at certain music.

At the end of the day I have to please myself. And I've made a record to please myself.

Live shows are fun - sometimes. But you have to practice for months on end.

Old music is the same as new music - it's just a different way of delivering it.

It was so simple in the old days. You put out an album, people promoted it, it got in the charts, and you had a hit.

I like the natural sound of a room. All the rooms have their own sound, so it's a matter of putting it where you like and seeing what it sounds like.

The religionist is a living fossil, embedded in that rock called faith.

You've seen what you've seen you've felt what you've felt. Ideology is for people who don't trust their own experiences and perceptions of the world.

Student is not a container you have to fill but a torch you have to light up.

Part of growing up is narrowing your life choices to a manageable size.

Nixon's grand mistake was his failure to understand that Americans are forgiving, and if he had admitted error early and apologized to the country, he would have escaped.

And so the ordinary unendurable torments we all experienced were indeed exceptional in the way they were absorbed in each heart.

Tomorrow is a satire on today, And shows its weakness.

We innovate by starting with the customer and working backwards. That becomes the touchstone for how we invent.

What stays with me most is a general sense of loss, unease, and longing for the past that cannot be relieved.

If there was acceptance of the mentally ill in the Catholic Church, the entire Curia would resign!