Eric Clapton wrote "Layla" when he was coked out of his mind. Later on, it nearly killed him.

A kid once said to me "Do you get hangovers?" I said, "To get hangovers you have to stop drinking.

I don't do regrets. Regrets are pointless. It's too late for regrets. You've already done it, haven't you? You've lived your life. No point wishing you could change it.

If you think you are too old to rock 'n roll, then you are.

All you got in life is your honor, man, your own self-image, your own self-respect. If you lose that, or if you give it away or if you sell it, then you ain't got it no more.

That was a great time, the summer of '71 - I can't remember it, but I'll never forget it!

Born to lose. Live to win.

Don't look to me. Don't ask for help. Don't ask for anything that you can do yourself

My entire social life is spent in bars, so I don't see giving up drinking as a viable option. Could you see me saying, 'Tomato juice please?'

It seems that our brave new world is becoming less tolerant, spiritual and educated than it ever was when I was young.

Inherited hatred (i.e. hatred your parents schooled you in) is not only stupid, it is destructive - why make your only driving force hate? Seems really f***ing dumb to me.

Open your eyes to what wonder exists in the world. You have within your the power to create the life you want.

how can the world in all its chaos come up with so many coincidences, so many similarities and exact opposites?

Any theory, hypothesis, philosophy, sect, creed or institution that fears investigation, openly manifests its own error.

But with regard to critical occasions, it often happens that all moments seem comfortably remote until the last.

Our business is with life, not death.

I'm not interested in observed reality.

During the times we think we’re being “unproductive,” the seeds of new worlds are germinating within us, and they need peace to grow.

Certainly in terms of my life - anybody's life - you go through death, childbirth and marriage, glory and defeat, and so on.

Pain ... after you've lived with it long enough, isn't pain anymore. It's something else.