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

I sang those old gospel songs for my mother, and she said, is that you? And I said, yes, ma'am. And she came over and put her arms around me and said, God's got his hands on you.

When I was 17 - 16, my father and I cut wood all day long and I was swinging that crosscut saw and hauling wood.

It was kind of a prodding myself to play I Walk The Line straight.

The ones that you're calling wild are going to be the leaders in a little while.

I worked there [on Pontiac] three weeks, got really sick of it, went back home and joined the Air Force.

Deep in the heart of the infinite darkness, a tiny blue marble is spinning through space. Born in the splendor of God's holy vision, and sliding away like a tear down his face.