There Is Chaos. There's Bloodshed. There's Carnage.

The Point Of Nonviolence Is To Build A Floor, A Strong New Floor, Beneath Which We Can No Longer Sink. A Platform Which Stands A Few Feet Above Napalm, Torture, Exploitation, Poison Gas, A And H Bombs, The Works. Give Man A Decent Place To Stand.

Someone Had To Change The World. And Obviously I Was The One For The Job.

If It's Natural To Kill, How Come Men Have To Go Into Training To Learn How?

I Think The Question That Nobody Wanted To Deal With Is The Question They're Posing: Did My Kid Die In Vain? Because The Answer Is Too Awful.

I Was Writing "diamonds And Rust' And It Had Nothing To Do With What It Turned Out To Be. I Don't Remember What It Is, But I Think I Was Writing A Song. It Was Literally Interrupted By A Phone Call, And It Just Took Another Curve And It Came Out To Be What It Was.