Human's can't live in the present as animals do; they just live in the present. But human's are always thinking about the future or the past.

There are only two kinds of songs; there's the blues, and there's zip-a-dee-doo-dah.

What I do is between me and the Lord, to examine and possibly alter the state of grace in which I live, and thereby the state of grace of anybody who listens.

I don't think you can ever do your best. Doing your best is a process of trying to do your best.

Now the dark air is like fire on my skin, And even the moonlight is blinding

Now you wear your skin like iron

All of a sudden there's a song - there in your hotel room playing your guitar - and you write it, and two or three years later it will come true. It keeps you on your toes.