Anybody who tells you to have a fallback plan are people who had a fallback plan, didn’t follow their dreams, and don’t want you to either.

When you do an interview with me, you're talking to a cheap imitation of the person that I really am. There's no magic in my words, it's just me talking.

In the quest to be clever, I completely forgot about the people that I love and that love me.

Maybe someday you can accuse somebody of being a poseur by selling out and playing blues music, but that's just not going to happen in my lifetime.

By the time I recognize this moment, this moment will be gone. . . But I will bend the light, pretend that it somehow lingered on

High School is like a spork: it's a crappy spoon and a crappy fork, so in the end it's just plain useless.

I hope that what it comes down to at the end of the day is that people believe that I believe what I'm singing. It comes down to being believable. You don't have to be likeable; generally, though, I think I am.