I'm thankful that I have lived long enough to become a legend, and I hope I deserve it.

I would have quit before I went rock-n-roll. I know one way, and that's natural, and when I can't make it, I'll come home and stay. I believe in my music.

The soundtrack of O Brother is the most publicity I've gotten. I don't feel that I have lost any of my old fans, but I have gained new ones.

You give out the words and then sing them. You give out the words, you know, and the people can hear what you're giving out, and they sing that song or that line and they do the same thing again.

I like for it to be mountain music or old-time country music or traditional bluegrass. Either one will fit me. It's traditional, basically.

I believe in my music.

I've done it all. I'm thankful and proud of what I've accomplished in my life. I hope to keep doing it.

I live about six miles from where I was born and raised.

No pleasure here on earth I find For in this world I'm bound to ramble.

I don't see any harm in brining an instrument into the church itself.

I guess the first time I played around Washington, D.C. was at a place called The Famous. That was the first place I played, I believe.

He's a real nowhere man, Sitting in his Nowhere Land, Making all his nowhere plansfor nobody.Doesn't have a point of view, Knows not where he's going to, Isn't he a bit like you and me?

It was a start, and a start is all anyone needs to put an end to something.

He felt her heartbeat against his shoulder, through his jacket, light as raindrops.

Talking to Rhett was comparable only to one thing, the feeling of ease and comfort afforded by a pair of old slippers after dancing in a pair too tight.

What we frankly give forever is our own.

Elednor,' he said, 'Elednor, why have you betrayed me? Come back to me. Come back to were you belong. I alone need you.

What invariably distinguishes a good player from a poor one is their respective address positions or setups.

The story of love is hello and goodbye... until we meet again.

He who can conceal his joys, is greater than he who can hide his griefs

For many years, I hated nature. As a student, I refused to put a plant anywhere - a living plant, that is. Dead plants were OK.