He takes a draw on a cigarette, blows out a smoky ghost. I reach to catch the phantom in my hands, but it eludes me. I've been trying to catch a ghost for as long as I can remember.

The guitar poured out its soul, its history, its dreams, its pain, its victories, its secrets. The guitar’s strings purred with blues and ended with a haunting solitary song with no lyrics.

The guitar breathed. It inhaled and exhaled, and music filled the shop as the instrument picked the heartbreak of generations.

A real musician ain’t gonna choose his own guitar like an evil master choosing his slave. The guitar will choose his master and when he does, you’ll know it.

The place cast a spell on me, a lovely spell that seduced me one one breath at a time.

When you scratch these guitars, they bleed.

There’s secrets hiding inside this six-string just waitin’ for somebody to find ‘em and turn ‘em into music.

As he farmed, hard labor left his hands callused, the sun bleached his hair, his face leathered, and his heart throbbed with music.

A song rises up from the belly of my pastand rocks me in the bosom of buried memories.

Songs. Books. Poetry. Paintings. These things reveal truth. I believe lies and truth are tangled together.

I could go to a dozen houses, scrape away the dirt, and find his footprints, but my own prints evaporated before I ever looked back.

He who lives without folly is not as wise as he may think.

Fashion has two purposes: comfort and love. Beauty comes when fashion succeeds.

'Freedom from fear' could be said to sum up the whole philosophy of human rights.

There's not a whole lot of media interest in me other than just the records that I make.

Give a beggar a dime and he'll bless you. Give him a dollar and he'll curse you for withholding the rest of your fortune. Poverty is a bag with a hole at the bottom.

Music is what I want to do for the rest of my life.

It was kind of unique and great to have two films coming out within a week. It certainly was a different experience for me.

On the stage on which we are observing it, — Universal History — Spirit displays itself in its most concrete reality.

You never know which people will affect your life.