Journalists, especially English journalists, were very cruel to me. They said I only knew three chords when I knew five!

My mind was always very cluttered, so I took great pains to simplify my environment, because if my environment were half as cluttered as my mind, I wouldn't be able to make it from room to room.

I can work on a verse for a very long time before realising it's not any good and then, and only then, can I discard it.

If I knew where the good songs came from, I'd go there more often.

There were times that I thought I was good looking.

I had girlfriends who really irritated me by their devotion to the Beatles. I didn't begrudge them their interest, and there were songs like 'Hey Jude' that I could appreciate. But they didn't seem to be essential to the kind of nourishment that I craved.