I think the blues will always be around. People need it.

I started playing ukulele first for 2 years from age 9 to 11 and got my first guitar and got inspired by blues I heard on the radio that turned me on and I started learning myself.

The best artists are gone now.

I just like the blues better than rock 'n' roll

There were a whole lot, I bought every blues record I could find, it wasn't just one or two people. My vocal influences were Ray Charles and Bobby Blue Bland.

T-Bone Walker was a big influence on just about every guitar player around.

I think about legacy a lot, hopefully at the end of the day they say I was a good bluesman. That's all I want.

I just hope I'm remembered as a good blues musician.

When I was about 12, I knew I wanted to be a musician. The blues had so much emotion and so much feeling; if you don't have that, you're not going to be good at it.

My mother played piano so we always had music around the house

Everybody was tellin' me that I had to do something different, and I kind of agreed that I did need to vary it a little bit. I still love some rock 'n' roll too.

When you have a distaste for what is not yours, you have set the stage for what is yours.

Thats the trick of growing up. Nothing stays the same." Hook sounded oddly sympathetic. "You see the faults in everything. Including yourself.

Circumstances cause us to act the way we do. We should always bear this in mind before judging the actions of others. I realized this from the start during World War II.

When you are around people who have money, you realise money isn't that impressive, it's about your class, morals and how you conduct yourself.

It is, I suppose, the business of grandparents to create memories and the relative of memories: traditions. We want to lodge moments, like snapshots, in the fleeting video of time.

Fish," the old man said. "Fish, you are going to have to die anyway. Do you have to kill me too?

To think is to destroy. The very process of thought indicates it for the same thought, as thinking is decomposing.

Blood spurted from his nose. Okay, I couldn't help myself. I burst out laughing.

To stop war by the perfection of engines of destruction alone, might consume centuries and centuries. Other means must be employed to hasten the end.

The assistance you need will be provided by the universe as soon as you convert your readiness to willingness.