When you are in your heart of hearts, you can see beyond appearances.

The most valuable possession you can own is an open heart. The most powerful weapon you can be is an instrument of peace.

The guitar is your first wings. It's assigned and designed to unfold your vision and imagination.

There's never one sunrise the same or one sunset the same.

Your wrinkles either show that you're nasty, cranky, and senile, or that you're always smiling.

One day there will be no borders, no boundaries, no flags and no countries and the only passport will be the heart

Happiness is not a destination or an experience. It's a decision.

Most people are prisoners, thinking only about the future or living in the past. They are not in the present, and the present is where everything begins.

Everything is a battlefield. If you fight with anger, you are part of the problem. If you fight with joy, you're part of the solution.

Music rearranges your molecular structure.

My job in this life is to give people spiritual ecstasy through music. In my concerts people cry, laugh, dance. If they climaxed spiritually, I did my job. I did it decently and honestly.

I was influenced by the medieval theological beliefs when I presented Satan in Jesus' dream as unable to figure out who or what Jesus is, and unable to see the future.

Superhero roles seem to be popular. I'd like to see more female superheroes. How about a grandmother superhero? I'd pay good money to see that.

I think that the proclamation of the Gospel is sometimes nearer to an atheistic point of view than to traditional religious attitudes.

Once we have conceived of time and space, once we have accepted their existence, then that implies that there is a structural order to bonding realities.

The road to love is littered by the bones of other ones, who by the magic of the moment were mysteriously undone.

I think that what I'm interested with is the creative side of music-making, rather than all the travelling.

When a door is hard to open, and if nothing else works, sometimes you just have to rear back and kick it open.

Progressives deliver everything except progress.

The poor are the human manure in which grow the harvests of life, the harvests of joy which the rich reap.

Just like my Uncle Charlie used to say, just before he sprung the trap: He said, "You can't cheat and honest man! Never give a sucker an even break or smarten up a chump!