Thank you, Buffalo Springfield. There will never be another. It's about chemistry. Love and chemistry.

Remember when you used to watch TV in the '60s and you'd see Perry Como in a cashmere sweater? That's what rock'n'roll is becoming. It's your parents' music.

This album is dedicated to my cat Jerry - also Tom, Oscar, and Tiffany and all the cat lovers across the universe - screw everybody else!

When I'm dead, I want to be remembered as a musician of some worth and substance.

When an angel comes down and takes me away, memories of me and my songs will always stay until the end of time.

A hundred years from now, people will listen to the music of the Beatles the same way we listen to Mozart.