I've learned to be one of the hardheadedest cats in the world. I've learned that.

I never set fire to a piano. I'd like to have got away with it, though. I pushed a couple of them in the river. They wasn't any good.

Either be hot or cold. If you are lukewarm, the Lord will spew you forth from His mouth.

I've always showed up. If I got paid.

When they look back on me I want 'em to remember me not for all my wives, although I've had a few, and certainly not for any mansions or high livin' money I made and spent. I want 'em to remember me simply for my music.

Other people - they practice and they practice... these fingers of mine, they got brains in 'em. You don't tell them what to do - they do it. God given talent.

If I'm going to Hell, I'm going there playing the piano.