“I started singing in the bathroom, Nothing was coming out. It was ghastly.”

Every picture tells a story, don’t it?

Listen, if my career was to end tomorrow, I would have no complaints whatsoever.

I’m only lookin’ for a fantasy, an interlude from reality.

When the one you love is in love with someone else, don’t you know it’s torture, I mean it’s living hell.

All I needed was a friend to lend a guiding hand. But you turned into a lover, and mother what a lover, you wore me out.

What I do now is all my dad’s fault, because he bought me a guitar as a boy, for no apparent reason.

Only a fool permits the letter of the law to override the spirit in the heart. Do not let a piece of paper stand in the way of true love and headlines.

There’s still plenty of lead in this pencil, but I only write to one person now.

Even the President needs passion.

I have a voice coach, but only in so much as to make my voice stronger so I can sing for five nights a week, two hours.

Lyrics are coming to you all the time. I get inspiration in the middle of the night.

I love change, I need it.

Won’t someone please answer my prayers before I’m old and gray. I’ve been lonely too long and all my family thinks I’m gay.

Spread your wings and let me come inside.

I’m shrewd about money; I invest well and look after it. But it’s in my nature to be generous. I look after people.

Well, there’s not a day goes by when I don’t get up and say thank you to somebody.

If somebody’s going to represent our music live, I’d like to see it represented with excellence and spectacularly and with really great musicianship.

The way I see it, rock & roll is folk music. Street music. It isn’t taught in school. It has to be picked up.

Music really is a way to reach out and hold on to each other in a healthy way.

I don’t do much recording anymore, but before I really stopped, I was glad to get five, five cent a record. That’s why when I see people today and they complain about what they get, and I picked cotton for $2.50 a day.

You can’t buy time. Everything, for me, seems to be a race against time. Especially musically.

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

I believe every guitar player inherently has something unique about their playing. They just have to identify what makes them different and develop it.

I thought Eric Clapton was good. He still is. Not only is he good – he’s rock’s #1 guitarist, and he plays blues better than most of us.