I am not a yachting person, by nature, but I have just enough experience on the sea under sail to feel a certain nostalgia for it when I see a big white racing yacht heeled over at cruising speed on the ocean, and I can still tie a mean bowline knot on just about anything in less than 10 seconds.

When I was on TV in the ’80s, I wasn’t thinking, ‚There’s a 10-year-old kid watching this and in 15 years, he’s gonna be doing stuff that was influenced by me.‘ I was trying to get my five minutes together. So now that those people are comedians and they’re influenced by me – it’s bizarre.

I’m German in my mind, but from a Germany that doesn’t exist any more.

The good old days, when each idea had an owner, are gone forever.

Sailed this day nineteen leagues, and determined to count less than the true number, that the crew might not be dismayed if the voyage should prove long.

We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea, whether it is to sail or to watch – we are going back from whence we came.

The least movement is of importance to all nature. The entire ocean is affected by a pebble.

Some old men, continually praise the time of their youth. In fact, you would almost think that there were no fools in their days, but unluckily they themselves are left as an example.

Going home helps the content.

Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them.

There’s nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.

Since the beginning, it was just the same. The only difference, the crowds are bigger now.

Whenever something went wrong when I was young – if I had a pimple or if my hair broke – my mom would say, ‚Sister mine, I’m going to make you some soup.‘ And I really thought the soup would make my pimple go away or my hair stronger.

I used to live on one candy bar a day – it cost a nickel. I always remember the candy bar was called Payday. That was my payday. And that candy bar tasted so good, at night I would take one bite, and it was so beautiful.

If you’ve heard this story before, don’t stop me, because I’d like to hear it again.

Akron, Ohio, is my home. It will always be remembered. Akron, Ohio, is my life.

Some of my foster families used to send me to the movies to get me out of the house and there I’d sit all day and way into the night. Up in front, there with the screen so big, a little kid all alone, and I loved it. I loved anything that moved up there and I didn’t miss anything that happened and there was no popcorn either.

When men come to like a sea-life, they are not fit to live on land.

I still close my eyes and go home – I can always draw from that.

What if others suffer shipwreck, yet none that sail with Jesus have ever been stranded yet.

To me, my house is always recreating what I lost in youth.

My goal in music is to create nostalgic moments.

In my day, there were no vet video games.

Look, when I started out, mainstream culture was Sinatra, Perry Como, Andy Williams, Sound of Music. There was no fitting into it then and of course, there’s no fitting into it now.

In fact, you couldn’t give me anything to make me go back to being a teenager. Never. No, I hated it.

I like the sound a typewriter makes.

Sonnymoon and Quadrants are a couple of bands that really inspire me in terms of the melodics of things and certain tones and just what feels good. It takes me back to the type of music that I grew up on in my household. We played a lot of gangsta rap, but we also played a lot of oldies, and I think that mix is part of what inspires my sound.

I just miss – I miss being anonymous.

I used to really love Fiend, but he stopped. He just stopped. Every time he had a project, every project – ‚There’s One In Every Family,‘ ‚Street Life‘ – I had to have them. And he just stopped. And that was disappointing, ‚cause that was my favorite rapper at one time.

We were on for six years. We were in syndication for a while. It had its run. I still see the people from ‚Mr. Belvedere,‘ too. We stay in touch.

I’ve been around longer than most of my fans have been alive.

I desire no future that will break the ties with the past.

If you’re a surfer, you just want to surf. You don’t know if anyone’s going to see you, and you don’t really care if they see you. You just live for that feeling.

Whenever I think of the past, it brings back so many memories.

Old is authentic. Old is genuine. Old is valuable.

The schools ain’t what they used to be and never was.

It’s still scary every time I go back to the past. Each morning, my heart catches. When I get there, I remember how the light was, where the draft was coming from, what odors were in the air. When I write, I get all the weeping out.

Years and years ago, I did a game based on ‚Hitchhiker’s Guide‘ with a company called Infocom, which was a great company. They were doing witty, intelligent, literate games based on text.

I like today and perhaps a little future still, but the past is really something I’m not interested in. So, as far as I’m concerned, I like only the past of things and people I don’t know. When I know, I don’t care because I knew how it was.

I thought it was magic to be able to catch something identically on tape and then be able to play around with it, run it backwards; I thought that was great for years.

I never expected anyone to take care of me, but in my wildest dreams and juvenile yearnings, I wanted the house with the picket fence from June Allyson movies. I knew that was yearning like one yearns to fly.

Oh, 1994, April 27. There won’t be a day like that ever again. I mean, the sky was blue, with a blueness that had never been there before.

My first recollection is that of a bugle call.

I am proud to have been born in Iowa. Through the eyes of a ten-year-old boy, it was a place of adventure and daily discoveries – the wonder of the growing crops, the excitements of the harvest, the journeys to the woods for nuts and hunting, the joys of snowy winters, the comfort of the family fireside, of good food and tender care.

It feels kinda weird being back in a high school cause I haven’t been in a high school for about a year. So um, it’s kinda interesting coming back, and y’know seeing the lockers, with all the signs, the handmade signs, so being in high school again is a little bit strange but in a good way.

It is sadder to find the past again and find it inadequate to the present than it is to have it elude you and remain forever a harmonious conception of memory.

I always loved that old song ‚Banks of the Ohio‘ – it was always such a man’s song, so I’ve always wanted to record it.

The good times of today, are the sad thoughts of tomorrow.

‚Border‘ was the first movie that I watched on the big screen. It always takes me back to my childhood.

To reach a port, we must sail – sail, not tie at anchor – sail, not drift.

I never needed much, and I never thought I’d get more than what I had. A trip to Burger King was the biggest thing in the world to me. Heaven.

A man always remembers his first love with special tenderness, but after that he begins to bunch them.

Everyone my age probably grew up listening to the ‚perreos‘ of Plan B.

I never listen to ‚Nevermind.‘ I haven’t listened to it since we put it out. That says something.

I’ve always liked older ladies, ever since my mother would have B’nai B’rith at our house.

Letters are something from you. It’s a different kind of intention than writing an e-mail.

I grew up in the golden age of Flash Gordon and sci-fi.

Sometimes, when I see my granddaughters make small discoveries of their own, I wish I were a child.

When I was younger I could remember anything, whether it happened or not.

I had a Super Grover doll growing up. Super Grover was very clumsy, he wasn’t very good-looking. But in his own way he’d always save the day.

When I went back to my old high school, all these kids looking at me like I’m the real big homie, the same way I look at Jay Z, Nas, or Dr. Dre. You would’ve thought Michael Jackson walked through that joint off the excitement that they had.