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

Loneliness is emptiness, but happiness is you.

My mother told me to keep on singing, and that kept me working through the cotton fields. She said God has his hand on you. You'll be singing for the world someday.

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

How well I have learned that there is no fence to sit on between heaven and hell. There is a deep, wide gulf, a chasm, and in that chasm is no place for any man.

The beer and the wurst were wonderful, but I was dying to be back in the South, where the livin' was easy, where the fish were jumpin', where the cotton grew high.

The beast in me Is caged by frail and fragile bars.