I'm honestly flattered and humbled that anyone would show interest in something I've done, forever.

I don't want to interact with people but I do get lonely.

I like walking around and listening to music. When my steps coincide with a beat, in my head I feel in unison with the world that I'm living in.

I love music, but more for the context within the music than a certain sound.

Sometimes leaving is the only way to be there for someone.

I've felt love from certain songs that I've wanted to experience from other people - where I know that love may never happen - and I want to give that to someone else.

I feel there is love and confidence in me somewhere and I want to find it. So far, music is the only medium that's allowed me to flirt with a sense of self-worth, with joy and comfort.

I don't know why people would be interested in what I do. Maybe they feel how I feel. Maybe it's because we're all missing something, and I just happen to wear that on my sleeve.

There isn't a difference between how I feel in the world and how I feel as a musician, or someone who writes. They are one in the same. It's just a different presentation.

You can't expect drive and compassion from everyone who enters your life, but you have to demand it of the people you are creating with.

I don't know why I've spent over half of My life talking about dying

During Christmas, open your heart with love to appreciate the beauty of life and all the presents that you have received from the earth.

Don't quench the courageous spirit you begun with

Dream your dreams and go all out there to achieve it.

Nietzsche said that everyone tells themselves the story of their life. That's true about countries, too. We're constantly telling ourselves the American story.

I was studying Tibetan Buddhism when I was quite young, again influenced by Kerouac.

Time is running out for nature and wildlife around the world

When I visited concentration camps, I was more interested in how people responded to the camps than in the actual places. I watched kids picnicking on the ovens and other people stricken with grief.

I want to perform well.

If you would seek health, look first to the spine.

I can remember that little thrill - that little shiver of excitement - when the Opry audience would encore a person because that person had touched them so.