“When I die, I want people to play my music, go wild and freak out and do anything they want to do.”

Now if I don’t meet you no more in this world, then I’ll, I’ll meet you in the next one, and don’t be late, don’t be late, cause I’m a voodoo chile.

I think that we honor ourselves by honoring our past.

The artist draws the people. The whole idea is for people to dig themselves, just mingle around meeting different other people. That’s cool.

When things get too heavy, just call me helium, the lightest known gas to man.

I’m gonna put a curse on you and all your kids will be born completely naked.

Music doesn’t lie. If there is something to be changed in this world, then it can only happen through music.

Please pass me the peace weed, and take some heed. Throw away all that mixed up speed.

I wouldn’t say that I’m the greatest guitarist ever. I’d say probably that I’m the greatest guitarist sitting in this chair.

May I love you away from the evils of today to the dreams of tomorrow, you know heaven has no sorrow.

So you want to be married, oh baby, trying to put me on a chain, ain’t that some shame? You must be losing your weak little mind.

If I live by illusions, you live by excuses.

You’ve got to know much more than the mere technicalities of notes. You’ve got to know sounds and what goes between the notes.

I want to thank you my sweet darling for digging in the mud and picking me up.

I have to get involved in my own kind of way ’cause I always want to respect my own judgments. I have to respect my own time.

Be respected as being new, and probably a decent change or a help for the human race or whatever, instead of keep carrying the same old burdens around with you.

I’ve been imitated so well I’ve heard people copy my mistakes.

The counterfeit innovator is wildly self-confident. The real one is scared to death.

Folks, I’m telling you, birthing is hard and dying is mean- so get yourself a little loving in between.

Whence come I and whither go I? That is the great unfathomable question, the same for every one of us. Science has no answer to it.

It matters not how a man dies, but how he lives.

We all owe death a life.

I swear to keep the dead upon my mind, / Disdain for all time to be overglad.

Death is the end of a lifetime, not the end of a relationship.

And here I am, dying in my bed, like cattle die. May the eyes of cowards never sleep.