Pain comes like the weather, but joy is a choice.
The poetry of country music will survive.
You learn how to do good work by being honest with yourself.
Don't compromise your heart for something crass.
Time to go inward, man, I hope I have the nerve, to take inventory of the causes that I serve.
When I was 12 years old, or however old I was when Bringing It All Back Home came out, I'd just skip back and forth endlessly between 'Subterranean Homesick Blues' and 'It's Alright, Ma' and 'Mr. Tambourine Man,' and now my Bob Dylan roots are showing big time.