The only music I don't like is bad music.
Editing while you're writing is like strangling the baby in the crib.
Young people should travel, and they don’t. You can’t know if you don’t go.
China's got a billion people and a hit record over there is a million records. You know that ain't right.
I don't deserve a Songwriters Hall of Fame Award. But fifteen years ago, I had a brain operation and I didn't deserve that, either. So I'll keep it.
Some summers my father would take us down to visit our grandmother in Louisville, who was an ex-slave, Susan Jones, and she had a shotgun shack they call it, and no electricity, a well in the back, a coal stove, kerosene lamps.