At school where you a dunce or a teacher's pet? All of the above. I was stupid so they thought I was cute.

No one is you, and that is your power.

If you play a Nickleback song backwards you'll hear messages from the devil. Even worse, if you play it forwards you'll hear Nickleback.

That’s one of the great things about music. You can sing a song to 85,000 people and they’ll sing it back for 85,000 different reasons.

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.

My mother was a public school teacher in Virginia, and we didn't have any money, we just survived on happiness, on being a happy family.

People are so into digital recording now they forgot how easy analog recording can be.

And later, if I ever felt that I was getting swept away by the craziness of being in a band, well, I'd go back to Virginia.

You will only be great at things you love to do don't pursue a career in something you hate to do.

Never lose faith in real rock and roll music. Never lose faith in that. You might have to look a little harder, but it's always going to be there.

In this day and age, when you can use a machine or computer to simulate or emulate what people can do together, it still can't replace the magic of four people in a room playing.

History is just a way of keeping score, but it doesn't have to be who we are.

The cowboy doesn't need an iron horse, but covers his country on one that eats grass and wears hair.

It is much easier to seem fitted for posts we do not fill than for those we do.

The whole culture is telling you to hurry, while the art tells you to take your time. Always listen to the art.

If you don't shut up, how can I answer your questions!

People do not realize that Alzheimer's is not old age. It is a progressive and fatal disease, and staggering amounts of people develop Alzheimer's every day.

Innocence is the source of love.

Our real journey in life is interior.

I definitely shut down sometimes. I always just go into my own little cocoon and write, and I surround myself with as much music as possible.

Somewhere beyond the curtain Of distorting days Lives that lonely thing That shone before these eyes Targeted, trod like Spring.