We came to South America originally because we were invited down. They wanted four wholesome lads to play some nice music. Now I'd like to buy up the entire continent and install myself as President.

Hell is full of musical amateurs: music is the brandy of the damned. May not one lost soul be permitted to abstain?

Has success ruined the Grateful Dead? Yeah.

We've been trying to sell out for years. Problem is that no one was buying.

We're like bad architecture and old whores. Eventually you become respectable.

He has the gift of compressing the largest amount of words into the smallest amount of thoughts.