A man without patience is a lamp without oil.

Record the album after the tour.

Sometimes one is without the pleasure of playing. But when the silence of the audience is perfect, we recover that.

When I started to play with my fingernails, it was not just for volume. The most important thing was giving the guitar different colors in its voices.

My prayer to the Lord every day, is this-I have been a great sinner. I do not deserve Heaven. Let me stay here.

It is impossible to feign mastery of an instrument, however skillful the impostor may be.

The guitar is a small orchestra. It is polyphonic. Every string is a different color, a different voice.