“Just because you have a hit doesn’t mean you’re good [at music]. Just means you got a hit.”

I’ve never made a record that didn’t sound better than what was in my head – that’s sort of my rule.

You have to do what you believe in.

Life is short and if you’re looking for extension, you had best do well. ‘Cause there’s good deeds and then there’s good intentions. They are as far apart as Heaven and Hell.

If you don’t like my fire, then don’t come around. Cause I’m gonna burn one down.

If interviews are just interviews or if music is just music, why are we even doing it? You only get so many hours in a lifetime, man.

I can’t not put myself in the shoes of every person I pass.

I want to try to be who I am today, not who I was yesterday.

These eyes weren’t made for crying, this love wasn’t made to waste. These arms weren’t made for battle, but to share in your embrace.

I appreciate that something I’ve done has found a safe place to land.

There’s only one proper way a song should go, but you’ve got to be patient enough to let them come together time wise.

I’m a living sunset, lightning in my bones.

Take my hand when you are worried Take my hand when you’re alone Take my hand and let me guide you Take my hand to lead you home.

Children come running to the truth But you’ve got to peel the skin to get the fruit And while one’s living high another’s grieving But what’s sweet by morning is bitter by the evening Oh – What’s sweet by morning is bitter by the evening.

People say, “How do you write songs?” I say, “Patience.” I may have a track that’s hot, but no words. I’ll just let it sit for years, because I know they’re going to meet. They’ll find it.

As long as someone else controls your history the truth shall remain just a mystery

I want to try to not be the child that had to go through too much too young. I want to be who I am now and not who I was then.

Falling out of a posture means you are human; getting back into the posture means you are a yogi.

It’s no longer just reporting the headlines of the day, but trying to put the headlines into some context and to add some perspective into what they mean.

Language is the most imperfect and expensive means yet discovered for communicating thought.

The attitude of unhappiness is not only painful, it is mean and ugly.

The belts to me, they don’t really mean much to be honest. It’s the people who I fought and me going out there competing and fighting.

Balance for me now means seeing myself as a tree, being strong enough in my roots and trunk to not be a pushover, but being flexible enough in every circumstance not to break. I am continuing to expand, but not any faster than my roots can support me.

I know that’s a little jarring, coming from a Weatherman, but what I mean by being humble is doubting if your action did anything. So you have to open your eyes, act and doubt. And then you have to repeat for a lifetime.

If you meet somebody who says he or she has never dreamed of flying, I don’t believe you. I mean, they’re lying.