I forged myself out of a vacuum. I crawl along the highway on hacked off stumps year after year. Some wonder how and why. I never do.

Keep your blood clean, your body lean, and your mind sharp.

I don’t mean to be arrogant and I really appreciate my fans but talking about what I am doing is not something I’m good at. I do what I do and that’s it. I want to get back to my work and do more of it instead of talking about it.

To hate is to show you still care, who needs that, focus on what’s really important.

Life will not break your heart. It’ll crush it.

It is just that I don’t want a wife and I don’t want kids.

In the summer of ’84, you just couldn’t escape the Born in the USA record.

Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.

Nothing brings people together more, then mutual hatred.

So, one way or another, I found myself in a few movies. I take it seriously when I’m on the set, but I don’t take myself seriously as an actor.

I’m 36 and if I met a woman of my own age and married her, I’d also be marrying her former life, her past. It might be OK for some people – I don’t want to judge it or anything – but it’s not for me. It would destroy my creativity.

Why do you think the old stories tell of men who set out on great journeys to impress the gods? Because trying to impress people just isn’t worth the time and effort.

The blues is losing someone you love and not having enough money to immerse yourself in drink.

I want to change things for the better, just like everybody else.

Yes, I guess you could say I am a loner, but I feel more lonely in a crowed room with boring people than I feel on my own.

I am an optimist because I want to change things for the better and I know that blood has to be spilled and disharmony and cruelty are necessary to do that.

There’s no such thing as an ex-junkie.

I’m most in my element on tour, with a gig that day, like today. I’m on the road where I am supposed to be. I will be where I’m supposed to be at nighttime, on stage, in front of people, doing my thing.

Don’t do anything by half. If you love someone, love them with all your soul. When you go to work, work your ass off. When you hate someone, hate them until it hurts.

Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue. Realize the strength, move on.

I can’t remember that I ever had just a minute of stage fright.

I believe that one defines oneself by reinvention. To not be like your parents. To not be like your friends. To be yourself. To cut yourself out of stone.

Hope is the last thing a person does before they are defeated.

I forged myself out of a vacuum. I crawl along the highway on hacked off stumps year after year. Some wonder how and why. I never do.

I mean I appreciate fan mail and that the people like what I am doing but I can’t answer it. If I would answer 25 letters a day I would be just a guy answering mail and not an artist anymore.

My optimism wears heavy boots and is loud.

I don’t mind The Boss. I think he’s an honest guy. I have some of his records, not all of them. I’ve met a couple of the E-Street guys, and they seem really cool.

I don’t believe in fate or destiny. I believe in various degrees of hatred, paranoia, and abandonment. However much of that gets heaped upon you doesn’t matter – it’s only a matter of how much you can take and what it does to you.

I can deal with people who watch me on stage but I am not good in communicating with people any other way than through my work.

I think about the meaning of pain. Pain is personal. It really belongs to the one feeling it. Probably the only thing that is your own. I like mine.

Giving a good performance, giving it all is what it’s all about. I love to perform.

So I’m more at home with my backpack, sleeping in a hotel room or on a bus or on an airplane, than I am necessarily on a bed. It’s weird being here. It feels like I’m standing next to my real life.

What I don’t want to do is go out there and not be able to mean it, you know?

Sometimes the truth hurts. And sometimes it feels real good.

I’ve always seen it as the role of an artist to drag his inside out, give the audience all you’ve got. Writers, actors, singers, all good artists do the same. It isn’t supposed to be easy.

This is my 25th year of being on stage. A lot of people who I kind of toed up to the starting line with are no longer in this position. I feel very, very lucky.

The only difference between me and others is that they think they can change something with cute little poems, nice cards or embracing trees and being nice to little lapdogs.

As long as I tell the truth I feel that nobody can touch me.

Being an artist is dragging your innermost feelings out, giving a piece of yourself, no matter in which art form, in which medium.

I love to go on stage and sing.

I can only write about personal stuff, about my point of view.

Well, we run my ship differently. Any offer that comes in, I yay or nay it, no matter how insane it is. Like, if someone asks me if I’m interested in doing a porn film, the answer to that is going to be no, but it comes to me anyway. I’m responsible for making the call.

It’s sad when someone you know becomes someone you knew.

I need to do things on my own, need to be left alone.

I just get things done instead of talking about getting them done. I don’t go out and party. I don’t smoke, drink or do drugs and I’m not married, that leaves a lot of time for my work.