Alcohol may be man’s worst enemy, but the bible says love your enemy.
Basically, I’m for anything that gets you through the night – be it prayer, tranquilizers or a bottle of Jack Daniels.
Cock your hat – angles are attitudes.
Dare to wear the foolish clown face.
Don’t get even, get mad.
Hell hath no fury like a hustler with a literary agent.
I am a thing of beauty.
I feel sorry for people who don’t drink. When they wake up in the morning, that’s as good as they’re going to feel all day.
I like intelligent women. When you go out, it shouldn’t be a staring contest.
I would like to be remembered as a man who had a wonderful time living life, a man who had good friends, fine family – and I don’t think I could ask for anything more than that, actually.
I’m for whatever gets you through the night.
I’m gonna live till I die.
I’m not one of those complicated, mixed-up cats. I’m not looking for the secret to life… I just go on from day to day, taking what comes.
I’m supposed to have a Ph.D. on the subject of women. But the truth is I’ve flunked more often than not. I’m very fond of women; I admire them. But, like all men, I don’t understand them.
May you live to be 100 and may the last voice you hear be mine.
Oh, I just wish someone would try to hurt you so I could kill them for you.
People often remark that I’m pretty lucky. Luck is only important in so far as getting the chance to sell yourself at the right moment. After that, you’ve got to have talent and know how to use it.
Rock ‘n Roll: The most brutal, ugly, desperate, vicious form of expression it has been my misfortune to hear.
The best revenge is massive success.
The martial music of every sideburned delinquent on the face of the earth.
Throughout my career, if I have done anything, I have paid attention to every note and every word I sing – if I respect the song. If I cannot project this to a listener, I fail.
Whatever else has been said about me personally is unimportant. When I sing, I believe. I’m honest.
When lip service to some mysterious deity permits bestiality on Wednesday and absolution on Sunday, cash me out.
You gotta love livin’, baby, ’cause dyin’ is a pain in the ass.
You treat a lady like a dame, and a dame like a lady.