Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through.

And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’ But I’ll know my song well before I start singin

Early on, before rock 'n' roll, I listened to big band music - anything that came over the radio - and music played by bands in hotels that our parents could dance to. We had a big radio that looked like a jukebox, with a record player on the top. The radio/record player played 78rpm records. When we moved to that house, there was a record on there, with a red label. It was Bill Monroe, or maybe it was the Stanley Brothers. I'd never heard anything like that before. Ever. And it moved me away from all the conventional music that I was hearing.

I'm determined to stand whether God will deliver me or not.

It's hard to speculate what tomorrow may bring.

Watch waterfalls of pity roar, you feel to moan but unlike before, you discover that you'd just be one more person crying.

Shakespeare, he's in the alley with his pointed shoes and his bells, speaking to some French girl who says she knows me well.