What I did to celebrate was I went home to my 535-square-foot apartment by myself and ate supper by myself. That was how I celebrated getting a record deal.

I don't feel like God called me to be a Gospel singer. He didn't call me to be a Christian singer, he called me to be a country singer, and I just happen to be a Christian.

Look to the Heavens, you can look to the skies. You can find redemption staring back into your eyes.

I grew up like a lot of country boys and girls do - amongst the pine trees, dirt roads, farms, mules and people who were real.

I'm normally the guy that stands off in the corner.

Singing allowed me to express myself in ways that I wouldn't be able to do otherwise.

I've found throughout the years that I needed a place where I can go with no TV, no computer, no phone and just have no distractions and just be able to sit and think and just not be disturbed.

It's hard sometimes to capture magic when it comes to live records.

I grew up going to a real small missionary baptist church. We would sing a lot of the old standards... the hymns and everything. Those songs are still my favorite and are pretty timeless.

'Firecracker' was such a fun song to write and to perform.

I've never had the patience of a teacher.

Where there is competition, one cannot attain (true) 'Knowledge'.

The general public of the wireless western nations are very tolerant to the radiation poisoning of the next generation of children by their corporate controlled governments.

Words can change their meaning, just by repeating them.

The look of disbelief that ran across the boy's face was somehow more disturbing than the despair it had replaced. This creature had given up hope long ago

Hope is some extraordinary spiritual grace that God gives us to control our fears not to oust them.

Keeping some calorie-dense food in your diet-whether it is meat, pasta, beer, or cake-allows you to reach satiety more quickly and easily. And this will keep you from feeling deprived.

My wireless transmitter does not use Hertzian waves, which are a grievous myth, but sound waves in the aether.

The genius which runs to madness is no longer genius.

Dare and the world always yields; or if it beats you sometimes, dare it again and it will succumb.