“Through years of my prime
I walked with a heart
crazy about love.”

“The actualising of God through the medium of the love song remains my prime motivation as an artist.”

“These years are still the years of my prime. It is important to recognise the years of one's prime, always remember that.”

“What are you up to now?" "I'm sill crazy. The rain feels good. I love to walk in it.”

“If you could walk a mile in my shoes you'd be crazy too.”

“I walked through the Fire…and lived to tell about it…”

“My answer to this dilemma was self-discipline. I figured I could just make myself do good things, think good thoughts about other people, but that was no easier than walking up to a complete stranger and falling in love with them. I could go through the motions for a while, but sooner or later my heart would testify to its true love: darkness. Then I would get up and try again. The cycle was dehumanizing.”

“In one year I learned as much about anti-Semitism as would be enough for three mens' lifetimes. For you cannot wound the sacred convictions of a people, what their heart loves and respects, without causing deep pain and shedding the heart's blood. It was 17 years ago, and my heart bleeds yet.”

“Now I sit by my window and I watch the cars
I fear I’ll do some damage
One fine day
But I would not be convicted
By a jury of my peers
Still crazy
Still crazy
Still crazy after all these years.”

“The blue dusk ran between the streets; my love was winged within my mind;
It left to-day and yesterday and thrice a thousand years behind.
To-day was past and dead for me for from to-day my feet had run
Through thrice a thousand years to walk the ways of ancient Babylon.”