“I knuckle down with my demons, and with my weaknesses.”

There’s never one sunrise the same or one sunset the same.

Happiness is not a destination or an experience. It’s a decision.

Music rearranges your molecular structure.

I’m ready to do something with Lady Gaga or Andrea Bocelli. I’m really grateful that nothing is out of the realm of possibility.

I can show you that I have played with just about every jazz musician, every African musician, every blues musician. It’s not like I’m cashing in on a false concept. This is what I do.

You’ve got to change your evil ways, baby, before I start loving you.

There is no greater reward than working from your heart and making a difference in the world.

Bring the brothers home, and sisters home now. Legalize marijuana and take all that money and invest it in teachers and in education. You will see a transformation in America.

Everybody sooner or later has to drop the luggage and the baggage of illusions.

You cannot behave appropriately, unless you perceive correctly. Once you perceive you are a beam of Light, that comes from the mind of God, you will carry yourself differently.

I know I’m not the kind of person who’s gonna wind up a walking jukebox, like many rock ‘n’ roll artists. They just play their hits and that’s it. That doesn’t appeal to me.

I am becoming the people I love.

I don’t eat meat because meat brings out negative qualities such as fear, anger, anxiety, aggressiveness, etc. Vegetables peacefully offer themselves to the earth when ripe, thus allowing a sublime and peaceful thought-consciousness.

Some musicians, man, you hear the note almost before they hit it. Jimi, Coltrane and Charlie Parker were like that.

Blues was my first love. It was the first thing where I said, ‘Oh man, this is the stuff.’ It just sounded so raw and honest, gut-bucket honest. From then I started rebelling.

The music of Hendrix wakes people up to their possibilities. It’s more than just dreaming about being a guitar hero.

Your demons came knocking and I let them in.

Love me like my demons do.

Something was badly amiss with the spiritual life of the planet, Too many demons inside people claiming to believe in God.

When I look in the mirror, demons look closer than they appear.

My mind is scarier than my demons.

She conquered her demons and wore her scars like wings.

I learned to play with the monsters under my bed. I gave angel wings to the demons in my head. I asked the voices in my mind to sing sweet lullabies and finally, I found the love and fire in my own eyes.

I blame myself for searching for warriors in people that were never brave enough to smile at my demons.