In order to grow old, you have to experience everything, but in moderation.

The roots of Cuban music are in my head.

Ry Cooder for me is a master, a great master that has a wonderful feel for Cuban music. He's also paid tribute my talent a bit, even though I don't know half of what he knows.

My secret? A desire to work, years of dedication and loving what you do; I can't live without music.

Can you imagine that Cuba and Europe's youth, who had forgotten about traditional music, who only thought of rock music, are now looking back towards their grandparents? That is a phenomenon.

Towns are suffering from all these things, we should unite until we are all satisfied, man cannot be killing each other as if we were animals, as if we had no culture; that is a lack of culture.

As far as pleasures, you've got to have limits. You shouldn't have too much of good things, so you'll always have a desire for more and you won't get bored.

When it comes to musicians, I'm like the daddy of musicians here in Cuba.

I've done a lot of things away from my homeland.

Cubans are frantic when it comes to appreciating music.

I'll only stop singing when I'm in my grave.

Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.

Quite surprisingly the majority of religious and spiritual practices actually diminishes your brain’s ability to act out of rage and fear.

If there was a market in mass-produced portable nuclear weapons, we'd market them, too.

I don't watch the news, I don't care about politics, I don't care about other sports.

We must pray constantly for His enabling grace to say no to temptation, of choosing to take all practical steps to avoid known areas of temptation and flee from those that surprise us.

President Obama should be championing American prominence, not apologizing for it.

If you have a lot of sweetness and quirkiness, someone's got to have a little bit of bite against that.

People are here because they've got baggage. I'm talking curbside-check-in, pay-the-fine-'cause-it's-over-fifty-pounds kind of baggage. Get it?

I want to give moral relativism the good spanking it deserves.

Nothing is an obstacle unless you say it is.