“So, my big brother was playing guitar and I figured I’d try it too.”

Looking back in front of me, in the mirror a grin. Through eyes of love I see, I’m only looking at a friend.

I use heavy strings, tune low, play hard, and floor it. Floor it. That’s technical talk.

All the Strats have personalities of their own and feel completely different.

The way people come into your life when you need them, it’s wonderful and it happens in so many ways. It’s like having an angel. Somebody comes along and helps you get right.

After I changed the string we picked up right where we left off – and punched back in at the same time. I don’t know if this has ever been done before. The engineer sort of looked at us weird, but we got it on the first take.

Some of us can be examples about going ahead and growing, and some of us, unfortunately, don’t make it there, and end up being examples because they had to die. I hit rock bottom, but thank God my bottom wasn’t death.

I was walking around trying to act cool, like I had no fear at all. But I was afraid, afraid that somebody would find out just how scared I was. Now I’m finally realizing that fear is the opposite of love.

I’ve been trying to grow up some myself, in my heart, and it’s happening quick and I feel good about it, and I want that to come out in the music.

God it’s good to be here walkin together, my friend.

I’m just doing the best I can now to keep this going… trying to grow up and remain young at the same time.

Lots of times I’ll play lead and rhythm together.

If you hit the front end on the right-hand side you could turn that one on by itself and if you hit on the left-hand side you could turn it on and off. And in the middle it was like serious overdrive.

I don’t play with a lot of finesse. I usually play like I’m breaking out of jail!

While I was sleeping, I had a beautiful dream that all the people of the world got together on the same wavelength and began helping each other.

I got a lot of paradoxes in my life. I guess I’m a real confused person, but there are some focused parts to my life now, and I’m slowly trying to put all the pieces back together.

When I play from my mind I get in trouble.

Fondest memory of being a Beatle: Having three brothers.

The NFL is a fraternity of brothers and I am thankful for the tweets, phone calls and text messages from my fellow players.

Jesus Christ – He means the world to me. So many different situations I’ve been through, through my childhood and now my adulthood.

My brother is gay, and we knew when he was two.

Legitimized love always despises its easygoing brother.

I have a very young brother and sister, and if you can get a kid singing the words to a song after they heard it for the first time, it’s a hit.

I can single handedly dispel any ideas that sexuality is acquired. Trust me, you’re born with it.

Hey, bro…So there’s like 7,000 paparazzi outside. Maybe two of you guys can roll over, and one of you can grab the Ferrari, and then we can just split? Thanks, bro.