No prince, no king, no president has ever lived a better life than I have!

I love the feeling of the fresh air on my face and the wind blowing through my hair.

Bones heal, pain is temporary, and chicks dig scars

A man can fall many times in life, but he's never a failure until he refuses to get back up.

If you don't know about pain and trouble, you're in sad shape. They make you appreciate life.

If I'm out trailriding, I have a favorite motorcycle. Riding on the road, I've got a favorite. If I'm jumping, I have a favorite, and if I'm racing, I have a favorite.

You come to a point in your life when you really don't care what people think about you, you just care what you think about yourself.

If a guy hasn't got any gamble in him- he isn't worth a crap.

Anybody can jump a motorcycle. The trouble begins when you try to land it

When I hit that pavement at 70 or 80 mph those suits just ripped.

The finest compliment you can pay a man is that his word was as good as gold.

My identity and my security are not in my spiritual progress. My identity and my security are in God’s acceptance of me given as a gift in Christ.

Don't waste your time with people who will ultimately destroy you, but concentrate instead on those who will appreciate your responsibility to them, and, likewise, feel responsible to you.

What I really miss these days in music - is the music. I prefer to listen to melodies and songs, not just sounds.

I can't even say what my greatest fear is because I, I can't even imagine. Being without my family... I can't even say it because it makes me cry.

A poor man is not the one without a cent. A poor man is the one without a dream.

I've always toured solo acoustic.

By all accounts, the senate race I ran in was a quality race in the wrong year.

Fungi are the grand recyclers of the planet and the vanguard species in habitat restoration.

The Pacts and Covenants, by which the parts of this Body Politique were at first made, set together, and united, resemble that Fiat, or the Let us make man, pronounced by God in the Creation.

Father of rosy day, No more thy clouds of incense rise; But waking flow'rs, At morning hours, Give out their sweets to meet thee in the skies.