“At dances when I was a little kid, Art would be up there singing while I’d be dancing with some girl a foot taller than me.”

I’ve been in some beautiful places, but the prettiest sight is flying back to New Orleans. Being able to look down and say, ‘I know where I am now.’

I don’t know much, but I know I love you… that may be all there is to know.

So I went in front of the judge, and I had my St. Jude prayer book in my pocket and my St. Jude medal. And I’m standing there and that judge said I was found guilty, so he sentenced me to what the law prescribed: one to 14 years.

It’s a thanksgiving to God. It’s something I have wanted to do for a long time, but the record company wasn’t ready for it. So I did it myself.

I sing around the house, in the shower

When you were a kid, a day was a long time and a year was a long time

Sometimes I sing along in the car, if something good is playing like Marvin Gaye.

Don’t be ashamed to let your conscience be your guide.

I really like listening to music in my car.

It’s a 360-degree sound experience. Like you’re in the middle of the band. A lot of people have the technology to play the format, so why not put it out there. It sounds great.

Until I went to rehab, I didn’t understand what it did.

I was raised Catholic, but my father’s people were Methodist, so we went to both churches.

My voice belongs to me, from God. People will comment, “Your voice helped me through.” Maybe it’s God in me, because I don’t take credit for that.

Me and my partners had been stealing cars for a while.

I owe it all to Jesus.

I think things happened the way they did for a reason

I’m not the king in my own house. I have to wash the dishes and take out the trash and say, ‘Yes, baby.’ I’m 6-foot-5, but I kind of walk around hunched over.

If a hundred-foot oak tree had the mind of a human, it would only grow to be ten feet tall!

A fool can throw a stone in a pond that 100 wise men can not get out.

I’m a whopping 5 foot 4 inches tall. I’m not going to get any taller.

I think if someone gets kicked in the face it is their fault – they watched the foot come towards their face.

I always told myself I am never going to set foot there unless I am playing and a participant.

I’ve had opportunities to step foot on the grounds and play Augusta and watch the Masters. But I always, since I was a kid,

The ball was literally glued to the back of his foot – into the back of the net.