I don't play pyrotechnic scales. I play about frustration, patience, anger. Music is an extension of my soul.

You can't eat fish. It's 6,000 parts DDT per million all over the world, not counting radiation.

I grew a love for helpless, defenseless things. People would give me lions and jaguars. I had cheetahs, monkeys.

I always wanted a guitar. I always wanted to be a cowboy singer because I also listened to Hank Williams, and he would always sing these neat romantic songs.

Buddy Rich was one of the most incredible technicians in the world, on this planet, but the only people he could really impress, who knew what he was doing was another musician or another drummer.

There's a saying. If you want someone to love you forever, buy a dog, feed it and keep it around.

I used to be a mean maniac. Someone once threw a firecracker at a show and I jumped off the side of the stage and whacked 'em on the side of the head.

The kids called me King of the Surf Guitar. I surfed sunup to sundown.

My uncle gave me a trumpet, but I loved the Louis Armstrong sound and the Harry James sound and I played by ear and I played always soulful or very direct from the gut.

My philosophy is the thicker the wood the thicker the sound, the bigger the string the bigger the sound. My smallest string is a 14 gauge.

Every song is like a painting.

The author concedes that the body of Christ may often judge wrongly, but he says that the judgment of the body as a whole is more sound that is one's ability to judge self objectively.

On Sunday mornings, as the dawn burned into day, swarms of gulls descended on the uncollected trash, hovering and dropping in the cold clear light.

It is characteristic of wisdom not to do desperate things.

How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being.

Sustaining the energy and focus involved in doing a good job I think starts to gets tougher the longer you do it.

If no meant no then every man would die a virgin.

Ah, lives there a man with soul so dead, who never to himself hath said As he hunched and rolled in his comfortable bed: To hell with the rent . . . I'll drink instead!

Without passion, men are not willing to pay any price or bear any burden to set the captives free.

People should be judged on the basis of their performance, not nationality, personality, education, or personal traits and skills.

You can't accomplish anything worthwhile if you inhibit yourself