I passed out in our front yard. But honey, don't turn out the light, cause I think I'm in the mood for love tonight.

The road goes on forever and the party never ends.

It must have been the summer of 1967, the Beatles were singing love is all you need. I held her hand as we walked through the arcades.

A man can’t have too many guitars or too many shotguns.

I don't know exactly where the ideas come from, but when I get into a songwriting mode and it's coming along, it's like you're on the front end of a boat and you're going through the water, and the breeze is blowing through your hair and the water's smooth, and you're going out to sea. I love that feeling.

I've known a whole lot of bulls in my time, and their work is never done.