I wanna be strong, I wanna laugh along, I wanna belong to the living. Alive, alive, I wanna get up and jive, Wanna wreck my stockings in some jukebox dive.
How does a person create a song? A lot of it is being open to encounter and to be in touch with the miraculous.
Heaven’s full of astronauts and the Lord’s on death row.
I didn’t like the sound of people gasping at the mere mention of my name. It horrified me.
We managed to put together a compilation that had some creativity to it. In the meantime I was listening to the free radio stations and I noticed that during their war coverage they were playing these songs born out of the Vietnam War that were all critical of the soldiers.
Sunlight will renew your pride.
All I really, really want our love to do is to bring out the best in me and in you too.
Applause, applause, life is our cause.
Love is touching souls.
I heard someone from the music business saying they are no longer looking for talent, they want people with a certain look and a willingness to cooperate.
At the point where I’m trying to force something and it’s not happening, and I’m getting frustrated with, say, writing a poem, I can go and pick up the brushes and start painting. At the point where the painting seems to not be going anywhere, I go and pick up the guitar.
There are things to confess that enrich the world, and things that need not be said.
I’m a fine artist working in a commercial arena, so that’s my cross to bear.
Fly silly sea bird, no dreams can possess you, no voices can blame you for sun on your wings.
No one likes to have less than they had before. That’s the nature of the human animal.
Happiness is the best facelift.
I learned a woman is never an old woman.
My heart is broken in the face of the stupidity of my species.
If you see yourself as a kingly type, then you need your serfs and your army and someone around you.
I still believe in the power of the word, that words inspire.