Seeing you sleeping peacefully on your back among your stuffed ducks, bears and basset hounds, would remind me that no matter how good the next day might be, certain moments were gone forever because we could not go backwards in time.
I’ve been obsessed with stopping people from blowing each other’s brains out since I was ten.
I was trying to disturb the war.
To love means you also trust.
If you swing both ways, you really swing. I just figure you double your pleasure.
My dread is for my show to be a nostalgia act. So the key to it is how do we keep it fresh?
We were raised with that discussion about violence and non-violence, and we all pretty much came up on the side of non-violence. That became my foundation with politics and my livelihood.
People say I’m such a pessimist, but I always was. It never stopped me from doing what I had to do. I would say I’m a realist.
There’s a consensus out that it’s OK to kill when your government decides who to kill. If you kill inside the country you get in trouble. If you kill outside the country, right time, right season, latest enemy, you get a medal.
Living so fully, I can’t imagine what any drug could do for me.
The hardest song to write is a protest song, a topical song with meaning.
Noise is an imposition on sanity, and we live in very noisy times.
The longer you practice nonviolence and the meditative qualities of it that you will need, the more likely you are to do something intelligent in any situation.
All of us are survivors, but how many of us transcend survival?
I think the question that nobody wanted to deal with is the question they’re posing: did my kid die in vain? Because the answer is too awful.
During the ‘ballad’ years for me, the politics was latent; I was just falling in love with the ballads and my boyfriend. And there was the beauty of the songs.
I don’t think of myself as a symbol of the sixties, but I do think of myself as a symbol of following through on your beliefs.
The point on nonviolence is to build a floor, a strong new floor, beneath which we can no longer sink.
My life is a crystal teardrop. There are snowflakes falling in the teardrop and little figures trudging in slow motion.
Sometimes I think that it is enough to say that if we don’t sit down and shut up once in a while we’ll lose our minds even earlier than we had expected. Noise is an imposition on sanity, and we live in very noisy times.