“I love England from head to toe. I love the weather, the people. I was there in the summer and it was nice. The people are so groovy.”

When I go into the studio, I’m strictly for business. I don’t like any fooling around in the studio.

Sittin’ here resting my bones, this loneliness won’t leave me alone. Two thousand miles I roam, just to make this dock my home.

If I were to leave the U.S., I’d live in England. But I’d never leave the U.S. I own a 400-acre farm in Macon, Georgia. I raise cattle and hogs. I own horses, too. I love horses as much as singing. I like to hunt on horseback.

Sitting in the morning sun, I’ll be sitting when the evening comes.

This loneliness won’t leave me alone.

You’ve got to concentrate on the business of entertaining and writing songs. Always think different from the next person. Don’t ever do a song as you heard somebody else do it.

Extreme weather events continue to grow more frequent and intense in rich and poor countries alike, not only devastating lives, but also infrastructure, institutions, and budgets – an unholy brew which can create dangerous security vacuums.

Sometimes I think he’s the kind of friend that grownups call a ‘fair-weather friend.’ That means when everything’s going smoothly, he’s the best friend a guy could want. But as soon as something goes wrong…(he) sort of turns on you.

A shady business never yields a sunny life.

Time is that wherein there is opportunity, and opportunity is that wherein there is no great time.

Washing your car and polishing it all up is a never failing sign of rain.

Don’t knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn’t start a conversation if it didn’t change once in a while.

Sailors have an expression about the weather: they say the weather is a great bluffer. I guess the same is true of our human society – things can look dark, then a break shows in the clouds, and all is changed.

The government can’t change the weather.