I grew up like a lot of country boys and girls do - amongst the pine trees, dirt roads, farms, mules and people who were real.

I don't feel like God called me to be a Gospel singer. He didn't call me to be a Christian singer, he called me to be a country singer, and I just happen to be a Christian.

Look to the Heavens, you can look to the skies. You can find redemption staring back into your eyes.

I'm normally the guy that stands off in the corner.

Singing allowed me to express myself in ways that I wouldn't be able to do otherwise.

I've found throughout the years that I needed a place where I can go with no TV, no computer, no phone and just have no distractions and just be able to sit and think and just not be disturbed.

It's hard sometimes to capture magic when it comes to live records.

I grew up going to a real small missionary baptist church. We would sing a lot of the old standards... the hymns and everything. Those songs are still my favorite and are pretty timeless.

'Firecracker' was such a fun song to write and to perform.

I've never had the patience of a teacher.

I like to fish when it's not too hot.

Romantic EgoistNozomi: You've got an idea in your head... how you should act, but you can't act like, so you stifle yourself and don't even try.

In the perfect world every source could be identified, but like the man said, "It's not a perfect world."

I liked the South-West straightaway - the beautiful scenery, the way the mountains slope down to the sea. And the wildness of it all.

Don't get impatient when it takes too long.

The bustle in a house The morning after death Is solemnest of industries Enacted upon earth,-- The sweeping up the heart, And putting love away We shall not want to use again Until eternity

I think it’s the misperception of addiction and living life on the edge, as if it’s cool.

All true stories end in death.

What we feel is beyond words. We should be ashamed of our poems.

Every reform was once a private opinion, and when it shall be a private opinion again, it will solve the problem of the age.

I went to collect the few personal belongings which...I held to be invaluable: my cat, my resolve to travel, and my solitude.