Those that have lived longer than us always have something to teach us, that we can take with us for the rest of our lives.

My father was a man of love. He always loved me to death. He worked hard in the fields, but my father never hit me. Never. I don't ever remember a really cross, unkind word from my father.

I love Bob Dylan, I really do. I love his early work, I love the first time he plugged in electrically, I love his Christian albums, I love his other albums.

I am not a Christian artist, I am an artist who is a Christian.

I took the easy way, and to an extent I regret that. Still, though, the way we did it was honest. We played it and sang it the way we felt it, and there's a lot to be said for that.

San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell. May your walls fall and may I live to tell.

I don't give up because I don't give up. I don't believe in it.