The hardest thing for me in Vietnam wasn't seeing the wounded and dead. It was watching the big transport jets come in, bringing loads of fresh new boys for the war.

I wear black because I'm comfortable in it. But then in the summertime when it's hot I'm comfortable in light blue.

I say I'm not a singer, so that means I can't sing. But - doesn't it?

God gives us life and takes us away as He sees fit.

They're powerful, those songs. At times they've been my only way back, the only door out of the dark, bad places the black dog calls home.

God's the final judge for Elvis Presley and Johnny Cash too. That's solely in the hands of God.

It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks