The blues are what I've turned to, what has given me inspiration and relief in all the trials of my life.

Every time you pick up your guitar to play, play as if it's the last time.

My driving philosophy about making music is that you can reduce it all down to one note if that note is played with the right kind of sincerity.

Risk is trying to control something you are powerless over.

Music survives everything, and like God, it is always present. It needs no help, and suffers no hindrance.

It's been up to me to inspire me.

One of the most beneficial things I've ever learned is how to keep my mouth shut.

All along this path I tread, my heart betrays my weary head, with nothing but my love to save, from the cradle to the grave.

Music became a healer for me. And I learned to listen with all my being. I found that it could wipe away all fear and confusion.

For me there is something primitively soothing about this music, and it went straight to my nervous system, making me feel ten feet tall.

There are people these days who can do things on the guitar which are beyond my reach. There's one guy who plays with Queen who can do things I would dream of doing. I sincerely mean that.

One might say that there is an "ethics barrier " a speed above which ethics can no longer exit. After that point the only remaining goal is to survive the immediate moment.

There is no such thing as a good script, onlya good film, and I'm conscious that my scripts often read better than they play.

I just find that each year I try something new. You can't fight the march of time. To balance that out, each year you should develop one more good habit. It levels the playing field.

There's a need to keep the history of an artform going, parallel with the new work that's being done.

Gold loves to make its way through guards, and breaks through barriers of stone more easily than the lightning's bolt.

I’m a word freak. I like words. I’ve always compared writing to music. That’s the way I feel about good paragraphs. When it really works, it’s like music.

You can't do such a lot and do it all so well and have much time left for the ordinary human feelings.

He deserves nothing. Nothing but our scorn. (Father) Then I am rich indeed from the abundance of that which you’ve shown me. (Acheron)

If in doubt, anything looks good with a white shirt.