He went up to heaven, located his dog. Not only that, but he rejoined his arm.

All your life, you will be faced with a choice. You can choose love or hate…I choose love.

I'm thrilled to death with life.

I had an empathy for prisoners and did concerts for them back when I thought that it would make a difference - you know? - that they really were there to be rehabilitated.

You know, the man's best friend is his dog... if he's got nothing else.

Sometimes I am two people. Johnny is the nice one. Cash causes all the trouble. They fight.

People call me wild. Not really though, I'm not.I guess I've never been normal, not what you call Establishment. I'm country.