With all these great (guitar teachers) around here, don't cop their licks, COP THEIR ATTITUDE.

The principle element in a performance is risk, and if you're losing interest then by scaring yourself to death the audience will feel it and boy it'll wake them up.

All bad jazz sounds like Woody Woodpecker.

I had been playing single note instruments and I wanted to hear a guitar played as a piano.

I think if you are writing an instrumental you are dealing with more of an aesthetic in a sense but a lyric is more of a putting yourself on the line and a much more expensive exercise.

I am evidence that you don't have to sell a lot of records or succeed in the usual way to have a big audience and a job.

The bulk of my set is instrumental and you have to give yourself and the audience some relief because a performance is not about great guitar playing it's really about entertainment.

I was taking a nose dive somewhere between eleven and twelve because my sister had died and I was practicing something that siblings do which is follow in their footsteps and die as well.

The first music I was exposed to was Stravinsky and I loved it but I don't remember it.

Musically, I am still hooked and just hypnotized by the sound of the guitar itself. I mean, a guitar sounds good if you drop it on the floor.

I have always thought of myself as a performer first and way down the line as a recording artist.

Where do we go from here?"-Kiera"We go nowhere."-Denny

Tell me what's emotion… and what's like… both words what do they mean?

Who confers reputation? who gives respect and veneration to persons, to books, to great men? Who but Opinion? How utterly insufficient are all the riches of the world without her approbation!

What a woman says to an eager lover, write it on running water, write it on air.

The divine power moves with difficulty, but at the same time surely.

Money cannot be converted into houses or trained teachers or hospitals at the touch of a magic wand. There are limitations to our physical and intellectual resources.

All these people talking about morality should just take a walk downtown. They don't want to go downtown because instantly they see homeless people and they don't want to.

Oh, good gigantic smile o' the brown old earth, This autumn morning! How he sets his bones To bask i' the sun, and thrusts out knees and feet. From the ripple to run over in its mirth

Every old man complains of the growing depravity of the world, of the petulance and insolence of the rising generation.

I want to show kids, look where I came from. You can do it too if you believe and are willing to work hard.