I could go to a dozen houses, scrape away the dirt, and find his footprints, but my own prints evaporated before I ever looked back.

The guitar poured out its soul, its history, its dreams, its pain, its victories, its secrets. The guitar’s strings purred with blues and ended with a haunting solitary song with no lyrics.

The guitar breathed. It inhaled and exhaled, and music filled the shop as the instrument picked the heartbreak of generations.

A real musician ain’t gonna choose his own guitar like an evil master choosing his slave. The guitar will choose his master and when he does, you’ll know it.

The place cast a spell on me, a lovely spell that seduced me one one breath at a time.

When you scratch these guitars, they bleed.

There’s secrets hiding inside this six-string just waitin’ for somebody to find ‘em and turn ‘em into music.

As he farmed, hard labor left his hands callused, the sun bleached his hair, his face leathered, and his heart throbbed with music.

A song rises up from the belly of my pastand rocks me in the bosom of buried memories.

Songs. Books. Poetry. Paintings. These things reveal truth. I believe lies and truth are tangled together.

There are parents who use their small children as weapons. They are weak people. Sick people. And their children are watching them, watching how Mom and Dad use them as weapons.

A wedding is no way to begin a marriage.

Danger is opportunity’s seer.

What exactly is success? For me it is to be found not in applause, but in the satisfaction of feeling that one is realizing one's ideal.

I'm too young to have experienced firsthand the '70s rock, but when I was in high school, me and my friends were super into Neil Young. That was the grunge era, and he was considered cool again

So I'm in quite the wrong profession obviously.

Every candle that gets lit in the dark room must feel a little rejection from the darkness around it, but the last thing I want from those who hold a different world view to me is to accept me.

There are a lot of queers starved for entertainment from their own community.

To wish for change will change nothing; To make the decision to take action right now will change everything.

He stared down at me, and i examined his beautiful eyes up close, something i'd never tire of doing.

Slaves would be tyrants were the chance theirs.