I'm just a bleeping maniac in straight clothing. There's no reason to dress my monster up.
I've read somewhere that when you're writing, you should stop while you're doing well so you always want to go back to work.
The last two years with the Eagles were pretty intense times. There was a lot of drinking and we were all getting high a lot. My parents were relieved when I got off the Eagles treadmill.
I read the Life magazine articles about free love and free dope in California. At age 20 I drove to Los Angeles.
My songs grow on people - like warts.
Without a reunion, the Eagles are forever young, like James Dean.
I'm just as insufferable and useless as every other dad is. The dynamic never changes, no matter what you do for a living.
It seems when I put together records, as Henley used to say, they're just like movies. They should have action, tension, love scenes, places to relax.
If the Eagles were to get back together, it would have to be for the right reasons. I think it would look awful if it were just for the money.
I won't apologize for ticket prices. I think we're well worth it. We consider ourselves in the elite touring acts, like the Stones, Elton John, Paul McCartney.
I think it would be nice to sell 15 million albums as a solo artist. I'd have to deal with all the repercussions of that, but that wouldn't be too bad.
Somebody asked my friend Bob Seger, Why do you think the Eagles broke up? He said, Hotel California.
Hey, a woman changed her mind - what else is new?
Hey, I didn't make a big deal out of Hotel California. The 18 million people that bought it did.
Except for a few guitar chords, everything I've learned in my life that is of any value I've learned from women.
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