“Hitting the bottle again, ever than I’ve drunker been. Or is it drunker than I’ve ever been?”

I don’t think there’s anything you can do this way or that way to change anything.

But ya know what, I am a part of something that happened.

If you see me getting smaller, I’m leaving, don’t be grieving, just gotta get away from here. If you see me getting smaller, don’t worry, and no hurry, I’ve got the right to disappear.

Each tomorrow will depend on the love you give today.

I could have killed her when we first met and I’ve been out of jail by now.

Those neon light nights, couldn’t stay out of fights, keeps a-haunting me in memories.

Heaven is laying in my sweet baby’s arms, hell is when my baby’s not here.

I didn’t aim at anything except good music.

There’s always one more way to do something– your way.

If we all could sound like we wanted to, we’d all sound like George Jones.

I’m a part of the music that happened. My voice is one more instrument, is what it is. So that’s the way I feel about people who “play on sessions.

I like to perform every once in a while for people who want to see me, and cut albums of music that is what I’m really about.

To me a guitar is kind of like a woman. You don’t know why you like ’em but you do.

I mean, I think we’re put here on earth to make your own destiny, to begin with.

What bothers me most is that I don’t bother you.

Honesty is something you can’t wear out.

I’ve never been no superficial cat.

My motive has always been just to be who I am, and play what I love- if that doesn’t get me anywhere then at least it wasn’t because I tried to be something I’m not.

I felt his eyes devour me as i moved around the room. He assessed me head to toe without blinking, and a hot ache shivered through me. A kiss would’ve been less intimate.

We must find our duties in what comes to us, not in what might have been.

I forced a smile. It was the one i’d been practicing all morning. It felt tight at the edges and brittle everywhere in between.

There had never before been any star in that place in the sky.

We are been taught to be ashamed of not being ‘outgoing’. But a writer’s job is ingoing.

The freedom of speech and the freedom of the press have not been granted to the people in order that they may say things which please, and which are based upon accepted thought, but the right to say the things which displease.