“Plant your love and let it grow.”

I grew up playing in clubs – that’s my spiritual stomping ground.

I just managed to convince my grandmother that it was a worth while that was something to do, you know, and when I did finally get the guitar, it didn’t seem that difficult to me, to be able to make a good noise out of it.

Up until I became a father, it was all about self-obsession. But then I learned exactly what it’s all about: the delight of being a servant.

You can’t mastermind everything. You’ll go crazy. Just show up and play.

It sounds strange for me to be saying this, but I’ve come around to the idea that sex really is for procreation.

Only ask and you will get what you are needing, the rest is up to you.

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself.

The point of being at home is to be with my family as much as possible.

Every time you pick up your guitar to play, play as if it’s the last time.

Given the choice between accomplishing something and just lying around, I’d rather lie around. No contest.

The music scene as I look at it today is a little different from when I was growing up. The percentages are roughly the same – 95 percent rubbish, 5 percent pure.

I got a problem, can you relate? I got a woman calling love hate.

Lately I’ve been running on faith.

For me there is something primitively soothing about this music, and it went straight to my nervous system, making me feel ten feet tall.

I often enjoy singing in an acoustic setting more than an amplified one.

This moment in time, on this tour, you know, I’m discovering a lot of new things. And to be 45 and doing that, it’s a mixture of pleasure and pain, I can assure you.

She reminds me of sunflowers when she faced the light she bloomed.

On the days that I drown deep in the rain, I must remember that it, too, will help me grow closer to the sun.

Keep growing in love, it’s a never-ending process.

Money is not a goal. The goal is to make companies grow, develop, be competitive, be in different areas, be efficient to have a great human team inside the company.

At night when I can’t sleep, I imagine I’m a sunflower trying to find the light to nourish my growth.

I move a bit slower that is fine because I blossom after I hide.

An endless fire burns within me whispers in my ear and encourages me to grow past what I can see.

You made me uncomfortable, in a good way.