I can’t fax you my love, I can’t email my heart.

Quitting doesn’t enter my mind.

That to me is the way any good romantic would look at his life: Live it first, then write it down before you go

Back to my childhood where those monsters reside. They snack on innocence and dine on self esteem.

Maybe there is another who sees life not as a flickering candle but as a torch that can illuminate an undiscovered world.

Never did I think that I became family entertainment.

Songwriters write songs, but they really belong to the listener.

It is an eternal truth in the political as well as the mystical body, that where one member suffers, all the members suffer with it.

Pickup’s washed and you just got paid, with any luck at all you might even get laid.

I’m a big follower and reactor to weather.

I always said that I wouldn’t use a teleprompter, and if I start to sing real flat, I’ll hang it up.

Found a shaman in a diaper with a poppy pot. When I asked if he was cold, he said just think hot.

If life gives you limes make margaritas.

My only contact with the outside world was an RCA Victrola, and Elvis would sing, and then I’d dream about expensive cars.

Elvis was the only man from Northeast Mississippi who could shake his hips and still be loved by rednecks, cops, and hippies

Under the heavens and under the sea there’s a friend I don’t know, who holds the right key.

The cheating was sweet, but my heart is beat. Don’t tear it apart, please by-pass this heart.

I know I should be leaving this climate, I’ve got a verse, but can’t rhyme it.

I hate to mention age, but I come from an era when we weren’t consumed by technology and television. My mother insisted that her children read. To describe my scarce leisure time in today’s terms, I always default to reading.

There’s a little bit of fruitcake left in everyone of us.

I want to keep going as I have, to travel, read, perform, write, and enjoy my family. I’ve promised myself only this: no more Laundromats, no more two-shows-a-night, and no more deadlines. I’ll work at my own pace.

If someone wants a piece of you, never let them pay. What you do not give to them time takes anyway.

I got quarters in my loafers trying to fight inflation when it only used to take a cent.

I was hungry and went out for a bite, ran into a chum with a bottle of rum and we wound up drinking all night.

Bryl-cream, a little dab will do you.

Love is a wave building to a crescendo. Ride if you will, ride it with me.

What if life is just a cosmic joke, like spiders in your underwear.

I got my hush puppies on. I guess I never was made meant for glitter rock and roll.

Yes, I am a pirate two hundred years too late.

Any manual labor I’ve done was purely by mistake.

So I’ll put on my bob marley tape And practice what I preach Get jah lost in the reggae mon As I walk along the beach.

They send you off to college, try to gain a little knowledge, but all you want to do is learn how to score.

I was suppose to be a Jesuit priest or a naval academy graduate.

Where’s the church, who took the steeple, Religion’s in the hands of some crazy ass people, Television preachers with bad hair and dimples, The God’s honest truth is, it’s not that simple.

You know, as a writer, I’m more of a listener than a writer, cuz if I hear something I will write it down.

I remember the excruciating school task of writing a three-page term paper. But, oh, that feeling when I was done! I think I drive myself for that feeling of accomplishment.

We’re wanted men, we’ll strike again, but first let’s have a beer.

Whether it’s a letter, song lyrics, part of a novel, or instructions on how to fix a kitchen sink, it’s writing. You keep your craft honed, you acquire the discipline to finish things. You turn into a self-taskmaster.

Mr. Bear, you know in the eyes of the Lord, we’re both beasts.

Cheeseburger in paradise!

There will always be those who feel more comfortable not venturing from the warmth of the hearth, but there are those who prefer to look out the window and wonder what is beyond the horizon.

I still consider it a summer job, though. So, I try to maintain that summer job as long as I can. But it’s exciting to be able to have the opportunity to do things I always dreamed of as a kid.

There’s damsels in distress out there, and we got all this beer.

When they tried to draft me, I earned a college degree.

You better lava me now or lava me not.

I arm myself with punch lines and a big old water gun.

Is it ignorance or apathy, I forget the lessons taught to me.

Barmaid, bring a pitcher, another round of brew. Honey, why don’t we get drunk and screw?

Be yourself, be pleasant, play hard and have no regrets…

Lights are glowing in the palm trees…

Gluttony, do not eat thy neighbor’s wife’s popcorn.

When the good times come around, they gallup in like wild horses. You just try to stay on them for as long as you can. And when they throw you offyou just wait in the shade until they come around again.

Drive-in, you guzzle gin, commit a little mortal sin.

Life is a journey that’s measured not in miles or years but in experiences, and the route your life takes is built not of roads but of songs.

Mirror that lies, mirror that lies, that can’t be me in the gorilla disguise.

I got a PBS mind in an MTV world.

I’m going back to my parrot head friends.

I know a girl made of memories and phrases, lives her whole life in chapters and phases…

The ocean has always been a salve to my soul.

I made a deal with the devil for a whole lot of money.

Where it all ends I can’t fathom, my friends. If I knew, I might toss out my anchor.

I just thank God I don’t live in a trailer.

It’s a fine line between Saturday night and Sunday morning.

Nothing to show but this brand new tattoo. But it’s a real beauty, a Mexican cutie, how it got here I haven’t a clue.

Moderation is the key so I work certain amout of time and then I take a certain amount of time off.

I recommend that you try a little mental floss.

I’d like to be a jellyfish, ’cause jellyfish don’t pay rent.

Truth is stranger than fishin.

While my mind is flexible, these brittle bones don’t bend.

My mother insisted that her children read.

I’ve always found drugs and alcohol somewhat pedestrian. It’s like, I don’t need an external agent to open my mind. I’m here, conscious, alert, present. Why would I alter that?

I have been drunk now for over two weeks.

My head hurts, my feet stink, and I don’t love Jesus. It’s that kind of morning.

He went to Paris looking for answers to questions that bothered him so. He was impressive, young and aggressive, saving the world on his own

My occupational hazard is my occupation’s just not around…

I’ve always been trying to write songs like Lightfoot. A song of mine like ‘Come Monday’ is a direct result of me trying to write a Gordon Lightfoot song.

I’m getting old, don’t wear underwear, and I don’t go to church.

These old ballparks are like cathedrals in America. We don’t have big old Gothic cathedrals like they do in Europe. But we got baseball parks.

Whatever thrills you, anything you love to do, just say – Someday, I will.

Surrounded by stories surreal and sublime, I fell in Love in the Library once upon a time.

I have never cared about setting world records, or filling my boat with fish, or, for that matter, even catching fish. I go for the experience of spending six hours in the arms of the ocean, never thinking of a single thing except chasing fish.

Forget that blind ambition, and learn to trust your intuition

I slowly surrender to the child in me who can’t say goodbye.

Fun is about as good a habit as there is.

You know Death will get you in the end, but if you are smart and have a sense of humor, you can thumb your nose at it for awhile.

It’s my job to be better than the rest, and that’s enough reason to go for me. It’s my job to be better than the rest, and that makes the day for me.

It was too much Tequila, or not quite enough.

We’re just recycled history machines, cavemen in faded blue jeans.

Give me oysters and beer, for dinner every day of the year, and I’ll be fine…

If the phone doesn’t ring, it’s me.

When reality looks too ugly, fantasize.

If I don’t die by Thursday, I’ll be roaring Friday night.

Wasting away again in Margaritaville, searching for my lost shaker of salt.

Tonight I just need my guitar.

Humor has bailed me out of more tight situations than I can think of. If you go with your instincts and keep your humor, creativity follows. With luck, success comes, too.

This morning I shot six holes in my freezer. I think I’ve got cabin fever.

There’s no ‘dumb-ass’ vaccine.

There’s a strange sense of pleasure being beat to hell by a storm when you’re on a ship that is not going to sink

Pack your bags, we’re going on a guilt trip!

If we couldn’t laugh, we would all going to go insane.

The weather is here Wish you were beautiful.

Some people think there’s a woman to blame, but I know – it’s my own damn fault.

If I couldn’t laugh, I just would go insane. If we couldn’t laugh, we just would go insane. If we weren’t all crazy, we would go insane.

It’s important to have as much fun as possible while we’re here. It balances out the times when the minefield of life explodes.

Sail the main course in a simple sturdy craft. Keep her well stocked with short stories and long laughs. Go fast enough to get there but slow enough to see. Moderation seems to be the key.

With you, I would walk anywhere.

Some make the world go round; others watch it turn.

Don’t try to describe the ocean if you’ve never seen it.

Why don’t we get drunk and screw?

Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder, So I can’t look back for too long. There’s just too much to see waiting in front of me, and I know that I just can’t go wrong.

Is it time for your medication or mine?

People who think too much before they act don’t act too much.

I just want to live happily ever after, every now and then.

Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred years to late. Cannons don’t thunder, there’s nothing to plunder, I’m an over forty victim of fate.

Indecision may or may not be my problem.

Therapy is extremely expensive. Popping bubble wrap is radically cheap.

I’ve got a Caribbean soul I can barely control, and some Texas hidden here in my heart!

I have always looked at life as a voyage, mostly wonderful, sometimes frightening. In my family and friends I have discovered treasure more valuable than gold.

Be good, and you will be lonesome, be lonesome and you will be free. Live a lie and you will live to regret it, that’s what living is to me.

It’s those changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes nothing remains quite the same. With all of our running and all of our cunning, if we couldn’t laugh, we would all go insane.

I’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead.

We got to roll with the punches, play all of our hunches, make the best of whatever comes your way. Forget that blind ambition, learn to trust your intuition – plowing straight ahead, come what may.

Some of it’s magic and some of it’s tragic but I had a good life all the way.

Shells sink, dreams float. Life’s good on our boat.

Wrinkles will only go where the smiles have been.

Searching is half the fun: life is much more manageable when thought of as a scavenger hunt as opposed to a surprise party.

Mother Mother Ocean, I have heard your call.

If there’s a heaven for me, I’m sure it has a beach attached.

Only time will tell if it was time well-spent.

It takes no more time to see the good side of life than to see the bad.

I’m growing older, but not up.

Without geography you’re nowhere.

Breathe in, breathe out, move on…

Go fast enough to get there, but slow enough to see.