Until I'm over the hill and over the hump; I'm gonna let my music bump and give the people what they want.

The world is full of bullshitters, Liars, and triers and quitters, Coulda-beens, wannabe's, thought-I-was, isn't-I-is's... And everybody in your business.

I'd rather stimulate your mind than emulate your purpose

The second somebody dies somebody else is born People are celebrating while other people morn Home may be home to you but to me it's foreign Even the matador don't pull the bull by the horns

I was about one drink away from my limit, In came a black dress with a black body in it, She looked so timid, it took me a minute To get her in focus

You're a trivial part in a trivia game. Now what's your aim? A presidential campaign? Like Ross Perot? He lost it though... But he got a billion in tha bank fo' sho'!

National pride is the culmination of a lifetime public relations campaign of psychological mind-control techniques.

I love guys who know how to dress. I love the motorcycle boots, and I love the skinnier jeans with jackets and scarves. Anybody who gets his clothes at All Saints, that's my guy.

I'm still having fun and as long as skiing is enjoyable, I'm going to continue to do it.

My biggest problem is retaining the exact information.

Disarmament by war and democracy by occupation are difficult prospects.

I keep a journal, and every day I write down one great play that I had that day. I don't write down any negatives.

Your opinion is nothing but your point of view.

I'm interested in going places that I haven't been. And I'm interesting in working with people that I feel are dangerous and sort of push me in different places.

I thank all missionaries, men and women who quietly work hard for the Lord and their brothers and sisters.

Vacant heart, and hand, and eye, Easy live and quiet die.