Its just something Ive always done. In South Texas, the first guitar you get is a Mexican guitar. And the first one I got, the first thing I did was take it apart.

All gut strings. Thats just the first kind of guitar I played, it was a nylon string guitar. And to me, its the purest form of guitar making, and I just enjoy doing it.

If I knew where good songs came from, I'd go there more often.

I get pretty much all the exercise I need walking down airport concourses carrying bags.

Ain't no chance if you dont take it.

I'm gonna build me a boat with these two hands, it'll be a fair curve from a noble plan.

I hear this song and I think, Man, this is ... great. This is the best I ever heard this. I forget I'm the one singing.

This is a fantasy fiddle tune. The part you fantasize is the fiddle.

I just was apologizing for maybe being a little goofy.

Mary Gauthier's great. Yeah, we've played a lot of gigs together. She's really wonderful.

I don't know what the outcome will be. I put a couple away for my grandkids, like that. So I don't know, who knows? Maybe I'll start building guitars for a living.

It´s never too late to save time.

Meditation refreshes our mind and helps us let go of old patterns. We spend less time dwelling on the past or worrying about the future; instead, we are focused on the present.

We are all ordinary people. And it's the extraordinary people Who know it.

You’re going to be my grandmother.” “You silly child. In my heart, I’ve been your grandmother for years. I’ve just been waiting for you to make it official.

To the good I would be good; to the not-good I would also be good, in order to make them good.

If your life works, and you work in it, then it’s okay, whatever is happening is okay.

Just as the pure crystal takes color from the object which is nearest to it, so the mind, when it is cleared of thought-waves, achieves sameness or identity with the object of its concentration.

Sometimes in life you have an appointment with destiny, and sometimes you just have to get destiny to squeeze you in.

There are three kinds of people who run toward disaster, not away: cops, firemen and reporters.

If I just gave you a piece of paper with the lyrics written down on it, it would mean something to you. It would tell you a story.