I'd think learning to play the guitar would be very confusing for sighted people

I feel about me like I'm one of the working people, just like you, and everybody else. I don't fit the part of a celebrity.

You have to be yourself otherwise people won't know who you are.

And I'd like to leave quite a few friends behind and I hope I will. Other than that, I don't want nobody putting me on a pedestal when I leave here. I'm just one of the people ... just me.

I just loved the guitar when it came along. I loved it. The banjo was something I really liked, but when the guitar came along, to me that was my first love in music

I'm like an old dog, I hate to be run off from home

The size of the halls doesn't matter to me too much

Practice like the Devil.

I love music and love a good audience and still have to make a living. Why would I quit?

Since the beginning, the people of the college and I have agreed that the music of MerleFest is 'traditional plus.'

I'd think learning to play the guitar would be very confusing for sighted people.

I wish you much more grace for all your works.

I get up and I bless the light thin clouds and the first twittering of birds and the breathing air and smiling face of the hills.

Fame: an embalmer trembling with stage fright.

The smallest bird cannot light upon the greatest tree without sending a shock to its most distant fiber.

No one can quite say what the creative process is. Because I have nothing to do with it of course. It's created in space. It's God's work, not mine.

Our object in life should be to accumulate a great number of grand questions to be asked and resolved in eternity.

First-class travel, provided one hasn't to pay for it oneself, is the most insidiously addictive of life's luxuries.

We do not have a debt crisis right now, but we see it coming. We know it's irrefutably happening. And the point we're trying to make with our budget is let's get ahead of this problem.

Who else would find me at just this moment? First he found me drunk, now he found me cleaning up poo from a barking pony who was about to go into attack mode.