Once I've written a song, I sometimes refine them.

But in my imagination this whole thing developed and I started mixing up old folk songs with the Beatles beat and taking them down to Greenwich Village and playing them for the people there.

Well, I guess that early 12 string. The first Martin I bought. I bought it around 1957 with money I earned as a janitor assistant. I bought brand new. I still have that.

He blew his mind out in a caaaar.

I don't really collect guitars.

Man has tried his suicide with bigotry and hate, but in the end he'll kill himself with nothing but his waste.

I play a couple basic folks songs and break them down. I did that on a six string. I can't recall all the songs on it. There's some finger picking on it.

How many years will you crawl through this castle, so satisfied and still wanting more?

Leadbelly's guitar is in the Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame.

If there's anyone in space, what they'll learn about the human race will be listening to us talking on the car phone.

Im not attracted to expensive things.

As they say, real legends never die. Tupac is huge; he's an inspiration. Arguably, he's probably the biggest, most analyzed and loved artist of all time.

Nowadays people sell millions of records that can't sing.

It is the mission of the printer to diffuse light and knowledge by a judicious intermingling of black with white.

The all-volunteer army works. It works particularly when we pay our troops well.

I would like to express to all Londoners, to all of the British people, the solidarity, the compassion and the friendship of France and the French people.

I never felt a feeling that I knew or could know to be unlike the feelings of other people. I never consciously thought, except after patterns that the world or my fellows set for me.

In simple hearts the feeling for the beauty and grandeur of nature is a hundred-fold stronger and more vivid than in us, ecstatic composers of narratives in words and on paper.

Look, I can surely say by now that I've got the antibodies to communism inside me. But when I think of consumer society, with all its tragedies, I wonder which of the two systems is better.

The gun goes off. I fall.

A wit should no more be sincere, than a woman constant; one argues a decay of parts, as to other of beauty.