My memory is not even what most people's is, much less what it oughta be for a discussion like this.

I'll sleep when I'm dead.

I remember certain lines and whose they are.

And I think it's safe to say that the single very impressive figure to me was Merle Haggard.

Duncan Aldrich has been my partner in most recording projects, and touring projects, for the past decade.

But there's a thin line between songwriting and arranging.

I don't like piano solos.

I mean, I haven't been completely lacking in some enjoyment of Chuck Berry or Buddy Holly. But I just didn't pay attention to that period of music, obviously.

That's my only active wish. I think if I sang like Don Henley, this would be a lot more agreeable business.

I had a good guitar, and I was a young, young kid.

Glenn Gould was my hero. Glenn Gould was my idol. I loved him.

Dylan can do no wrong.

Well, I don't think it ever did, but in the early '60s I got interested in folk music.

The primary one being, like I said, I don't like rock 'n' roll piano.

My memory is not even what most people's is, much less what it oughta be for a discussion like this.

I don't learn so good, no matter how good the teacher is.

But I can't say that I didn't like John Hammond's performances often better than the originals.

Everywhere I go, I have my little Steinberger, and I like it very well.

My father was a boxer, though. So, I have a particular interest in Ray Mancini, I think.

So I guess I had, I think they tell me I had, about three years total of piano lessons, off and on.

You had to go to a different part of town from where I was to get Muddy Waters singles. I had him on singles.

Enjoy every sandwich.

It took me 10 years to realize that I don't know 'em, 10 years to realize that it's possible to learn them, then another 10 years to learn how to do things.

Mutineer is the first album of mine without a demo stage.

Dylan doesn't have to make Blonde On Blonde every time.

Well, first of all, let me say that I might have made a tactical error in not going to a physician for 20 years. It was one of those phobias that really didn't pay off.

My first album is like a terrible John Hammond album, with drums.

I wish I sang better.

I missed jazz, kind of. And by the time I came to it in life, it was too intimidating to enjoy thoroughly.

I have no guitar technique.

Recording at home enables one to eliminate the demo stage, and the presentation stage in the studio, too.

I'm not a big jazz fan.

Yeah, I don't like, um, I'm not interested in rock 'n' roll piano. I find it a little grating.

I played a lot of real normal, straight sessions.

Well, I was interested in playing the piano from as early as I can remember.

I loved Hendrix. I mean, really, really loved him. As if he were one of the great classical composers. And he was. That's how I saw him.

Piano is like drudgery.

The heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good.

In the past 3-4 years I've developed a habit of keeping numerous small cassette recorders in my house and in a bag with me so that I'm able to commit to tape memory song ideas on a constant basis.

We can invent only with memory.

Happiness is nothing more than good health and a bad memory.

The past is still visible. The buildings haven't changed, the layout of the streets hasn't changed. So memory is very available to me as I walk around.

In my fifty years of experience and memory, I have seen the most amazing increase in the standard of living of a people ever achieved anywhere in the world. This is why I am so sure that our system of free competition and industrial development is sound and must be preserved.

I've a grand memory for forgetting.

To be a character who feels a deep emotion, one must go into the memory's vault and mix in a sad memory from one's own life.

Anyone who conducts an argument by appealing to authority is not using his intelligence; he is just using his memory.

As memory may be a paradise from which we cannot be driven, it may also be a hell from which we cannot escape.

He is indebted to his memory for his jests and to his imagination for his facts.

My memory of my mom is a wine glass in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She was a runway fashion model, and she was quite a glamorous woman.