“Paint me gold I had enough of the blues.”

Quitting is the easiest option available and I have never preferred an easy path.

Life is too short to keep it all just in your heart.

You are a piece of art with a beating heart.

If the Sun took away your hope today, only it can bring it back tomorrow.

Be your own patch of sunlight.

Some things hurt forever.

How about leaving all the ifs and buts behind?

If you have nobody to love, why don’t you try out self-love?

We give the privilege to hurt us to nobody but the people we love.

Feed me lies but later watch me breaking all the ties.

The weather never stays too cold when the mother stays close

The way a person makes you feel is what makes you stick.

The heart knows what it wants, it’s the mind which plays games.

The pain grows within you only to end within you

Anything which eases your heart is alright.

Every day is a day to slay in a new way.

The idea of a hypnotic riff as the prime mover of a piece of music has been around for a long time, whether you’re talking about the Delta blues or music from Middle Eastern and African cultures.

Elvis, he was unique. And he loved the blues, it was a pity he didn’t do more.

When all the original blues guys are gone, you start to realize that someone has to tend to the tradition. I recognize that I have some responsibility to keep the music alive, and it’s a pretty honorable position to be in.

It was stumbling on to really the bible of the blues, you know, and a very powerful drug to be introduced to us and I absorbed it totally, and it changed my complete outlook on music.

I play with the nativity and tell mary she looks good in that color blue.

Every bad situation is a blues song waiting to happen.

You are my blue crayon, the one I never have enough of, the one I use to color my sky.

When you love a man, he becomes more than a body. His physical limbs expand, and his outline recedes, vanishes. He is rich and sweet and right. He is part of the world, the atmosphere, the blue sky and the blue water.