“Let’s just say I’m like a ship passing through storms, resting in ports now and then until it’s time to continue the journey. I once told a friend, `I’m just looking for an angel with a broken wing – one that couldn’t fly away.’”

I deal in emotions. It’s the harmonic side that’s important. That’s the side I expected to be much further along on than I am now. That just means to say that I’ve got to keep at it.

There’s so much that can be done on the guitar. And that’s what is so good about the guitar – everyone can really enjoy themselves on it and have a good time, which is what it’s all about.

From the classical guitar right through to the furthest electrical experiments and everything in-between, it’s amazing what the guitar can actually do. I mean, when one thinks about sounds.

Domesticity and all that isn’t really for me.

The element of change has been the thing, really. We put out the first one, then the second… then a third LP totally different from them. It’s the reason we were able to keep it together.

The way I see it, rock & roll is folk music. Street music. It isn’t taught in school. It has to be picked up.

The key to Zeppelin’s longevity has been change.

I don’t know whether I’ll reach 40. I don’t know whether I’ll reach 35. I can’t be sure about that. I am bloody serious. I am very, very serious. I didn’t think I’d make 30.

I’m at my best when I’m exhausted and under pressure.

You can’t buy time. Everything, for me, seems to be a race against time. Especially musically.

I believe every guitar player inherently has something unique about their playing. They just have to identify what makes them different and develop it.

All my houses are isolated. Many is the time I just stay home alone.

Music is the one thing that has been consistently there for me. It hasn’t let me down.

Every musician wants to do something which will hold up for a long time, and I guess we did it with ‘Stairway to Heaven.’

The greatest satisfaction is not the decoration. It is knowing that I am able to help someone who needs help.

Every record is a portrait of the band at that time.

An Angel who did not so much fall as Saunter Vaguely Downwards.

Let’s sit at the table of angels and allow our horns to pop through our halos.

We just sat there, staring into each other’s eyes. In the silence, I swear I could hear the beating wings of an angel.

You were the best and worst nights of my life fucking while the flames lick us at least you’re a distraction from my spiritual death. You’re a god damn angel in a crack den.

I learned to play with the monsters under my bed. I gave angel wings to the demons in my head. I asked the voices in my mind to sing sweet lullabies and finally, I found the love and fire in my own eyes.

An angel’s soft breath coating the grounds, a gentle caress wakes us now.

Baby, I am an angel who can set your world on fire.

Angels exist because devils do.