When I talk about God, I'm not necessarily talking about religion. To me, God is the energy and light that each of us carries.

I was touched by the magic of music. My way to communicate was through my guitar and music.

You have to learn to balance work, family, a personal life; it is a part of life.

I'm not more than a musician that enjoys what he does and a Colombian that dreams and fights for peace in his country.

I always travel with my guitar. I take it myself - with me in my hand. I don't like to send it by cargo because it's dangerous. There is no way I would do that.

I believe love is the most powerful energy we have in this life. Everything is about love.

Singing in Spanish is much more honest, much closer to my roots. For me, Spanish is essential. I still think in Spanish, dream in Spanish. It's the melodies and arrangements that transmit meaning.

You know, violence, I think, knocks on everyone's door.

Praying doesn't mean repeating a prayer.

I come from a very, very Catholic family. We used to pray the rosary every day after dinner.

Joaquin Sabina is one of my favorites. He's like a legend. He's like our Bob Dylan, or our Bruce Springsteen. He's one of the most talented writers of our Latin music.

Women, can't live with them, can't live without them.

Speak no evil, that thou mayest not hear it spoken unto thee, and magnify not the faults of others that thine own faults may not appear great.

Knowledge humanizes mankind, and reason inclines to mildness; but prejudices eradicate every tender disposition.

There was no division I could see between the essential teaching of all Prophets and wise men of religion.

Sometimes you think they must have come out of the chimp cages at the Bronx zoo.

I've been on the road since 1967.

When we really see other people as they are without taking it personally, we can never be hurt by what they say or do.

The point of living, and of being an optimist, is to be foolish enough to believe the best is yet to come.

Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born

A tempest ceases, a cyclone passes over, a wind dies down, a broken mast can be replaced, a leak can be stopped, a fire extinguished, but what will become of this enormous brute of bronze?