I'd put a lot of work into playing guitar and was thinking I was pretty damn good. But Hendrix came along and destroyed everyone.

Each gig should be unique. You're always treading that line between keeping yourself fresh and giving people something they want to hear

When I'm gone, people will no doubt remember me for Queen, but I would much rather be remembered for attempting to change the way we treat our fellow creatures.

I never took sheet music seriously. I could do better myself just by listening to other people and using my own intuition.

I really thought I was pretty good before I saw Hendrix, and then I thought: Yeah, not so good.

The biggest emotion in creation is the bridge to optimism.

There is no way that you can ever really repeat something. I have this great belief that the magic of the moment can never be recaptured.

I have to build my own boat this time. It's a big sea out there, and I have a pretty small boat. I have a lot of belief in it.

What is left of your dream? Just the words on your stone. A man who learned how to teach then forgot how to learn.

I despise the Lottery. There's less chance of you becoming a millionaire than there is of getting hit on the head by a passing asteroid.

The guitar has a kind of grit and excitement possessed by nothing else.

I love today, it is a sacred time.

I felt a smile on my face. "Thanks." "For what?" "Using my name instead of calling me a thing.

When the water is very calm and very beautiful, it won’t take a long time that a thick head will throw a stone in it!

Civilized nations build libraries

You have to fight. You know, you don't want to fight, but you have to fight to make your show your own, to make your voice be heard. You just have to sometimes.

In what language does rain fall over tormented cities?

I have basset hounds. I have four now, I've had more in the past, and I relate to them because physically we're similar, in that they have very short legs and kind of long torsos, and I do as well.

How is a man fortunate to live in the darkness, brother?" "Why do you wonder?" asked Blaise. "For only he who has lived in darkness truly knows and values the light.

In fantasy, impossible things exist. In science fiction, impossible things exist and can be understood by humans. In supernatural horror, impossible things exist and cannot live in peace with humans.

If forced to choose between the penitentiary and the White House for four years, I would say the penitentiary, thank you.