“I do it because I still get a kick out of it. I still love performing. It keeps me young.”

I don’t try to just be a blues singer – I try to be an entertainer. That has kept me going.

I’ve been married twice. Most women would rather not be married to a traveling blues singer.

I don’t think anybody steals anything; all of us borrow.

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

May I live forever. But may you live forever and a day.

And as long as people have problems, the blues can never die.

I’m no good with chords. I’m horrible with chords.

Jazz is the big brother of the blues. If a guy’s playing blues like we play, he’s in high school. When he starts playing jazz it’s like going on to college, to a school of higher learning.

Sometimes the proprietors of the little juke joints gave me a couple dollars. I loved that. I’d go back next Saturday.

There are so many sounds I still want to make, so many things I haven’t yet done.

Education is the one thing that no one can take from you.

A guitar is like an old friend that is there with me.

We are here because there are things that need our help. Like the planet. Like each other. Like animals. The world is like a garden, and we are its protectors.

Everybody wants to go to Heaven, but no one wants to die to get there!

I’d rather be B.B. King. That’s the way I started. Let the heavy metal guys play heavy metal, let the others play the other … I try to do what I do better, not get away from it.

Religion began as a natural explanation of the universe. The problem started when people refused to accept new evidence.

One is left with the horrible feeling now that war settles nothing; that to win a war is as disastrous as to lose one.

I profoundly feel that people are letting you down all the time.

You feel like you win when you play trivia with my brain and charades with my heart.

I was so focus on making sure everybody else was happy I lost track of my own feelings.

Stones grow, plants grow, and live, animals grow live and feel.

Whenever you interview fat people, you feel bad, because you know you’re not going to hire them.

What is pertinent is the calmness of beauty, its sense of restraint. It is as though the land knows of its own beauty, its own greatness, and feels no need to shout it.

But I wondered, how would I feel about killing someone? Now I know. It’s no big deal.