It doesn't matter whether you're the king of a country or... a fabulous Beatle; it's what's inside that counts.

You can actually see God, and Hear Him, play with Him. It might sound crazy, but He is actually there.

I'm only myself when I have a guitar in my hands.

We don't, as a collective life on this planet, all get groovy together or all sink into ignorance together. One by one we liberate our souls, our individual souls, from the cycle by our own realizations.

All things must pass, all things must pass away.

Throughout much of our lives, our association with the temporary has risen. This transitory body, a sack of bones and flesh, is considered erroneously as our true body and we have accepted this temporary condition as conclusive.

If there is a God, I want to see Him, not only His energy or His light, but Him.