When I'm gone I'll be remembered as the workin' man who put his point across with a right hand full of knuckles.

I learn from my mistakes. It’s a very painful way to learn, but without pain, the old saying is, there’s no gain.

When I was a baby, my mama told me son, always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns. But I shot a man in Reno.

I wear black because I'm comfortable in it. But then in the summertime when it's hot I'm comfortable in light blue.

I expect my life to end pretty soon. You know, I'm 71 years old. I have great faith, though. I have unshakable faith.

I'm thankful for the sea breeze that feels so good right now, and the scent of jasmine when the sun starts going down.

Creative people have to be fed from the divine source. I have to get fed. I had to get filled up in order to pour out.

He drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hand, and tried to tell himself at last he had become a man.

Call him drunken Ira Hayes, he won't answer any more. Not the whiskey drinking Indian, nor the Marine that went to war.

What I said, what are you [Rick Rubin] going to do with me that nobody else has been able to do to sell records with me?

It's all fleeting. As fame is fleeting, so are all the trappings of fame fleeting. The money, the clothes, the furniture.

When I get an idea for a song it would gel in my mind for weeks or months, and then one day just like that, Ill write it.

There is a spiritual side to me that goes real deep, but I confess right up front that I'm the biggest sinner of them all.

Gospel music is so ingrained into my bones. I can't do a concert without singing a gospel song. It's what I was raised on.

I did [picking cotton] from - until I was 18 years old, that is. Then I picked the guitar, and I've been picking it since.

Those that have lived longer than us always have something to teach us, that we can take with us for the rest of our lives.

I knew Bob Dylan was searching for the truth and had been for years. And anyone who Really wants the truth ends up at Jesus

I always loved those songs. And with my high tenor, I thought I was pretty good - you know? - almost as good as Dennis Day.

A rose looks grey at midnight, but the flame is just asleep. And steel is strong because it knows the hammer and white heat.

People call me wild. Not really though, I'm not.I guess I've never been normal, not what you call Establishment. I'm country.

My daddy left home when I was three and he didn't leave much to Ma and me, just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.

People call me wild. Not really though, I'm not. I guess I've never been normal, not what you call Establishment. I'm country.

Take one fresh and tender kiss Add one stolen night of bliss One girl, one boy, some grief, some joy Memories are made of this.

Life is - the way God has given it to me was just a platter - a golden platter of life laid out there for me. It's been beautiful.

Some gal would giggle and I'd get red, and some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head. I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue.

There's a lot of things blamed on me that never happened. But then, there's a lot of things that I did that I never got caught at.

One day, I just decided I'm ready to go. So I went down with my guitar and sat on the front steps of Sam Phillips recording studio.

I wear black for those who never read or listen to the words that Jesus said, about the road to happiness, through love and charity.

Every week, Dennis Day sang an old Irish folk song. And next day in the fields, I'd be singing that song if I was working in the fields.

They're powerful, those songs. At times they've been my only way back, the only door out of the dark, bad places the black dog calls home.

After about three lessons [my] voice teacher said, "Don't take voice lessons. Do it your way. You're a song stylist. Always do it your way."

When I record somebody else's song, I have to make it my own or it doesn't feel right. I'll say to myself, I wrote this and he doesn't know it!

Six foot six he stood on the ground He weighed two hundred and thirty-five pounds But I saw that giant of a man brought down To his knees by love

If you're going to be a Christian, you're going to change. You're going to lose some old friends, not because you want to, but because you need to.

It takes a real man to live for God-a lot more man than to live for the devil, you know? If you really want to live right these days, you gotta be tough.

I love Bob Dylan, I really do. I love his early work, I love the first time he plugged in electrically, I love his Christian albums, I love his other albums.

I kept talking to my producers at Columbia about recording one of those [prison] shows. So we went into Folsom on February 11, 1968, and recorded a show live.

Of emotions, of love, of breakup, of love and hate and death and dying, mama, apple pie, and the whole thing. It covers a lot of territory, country music does.

I like to sit on the front porch of an old cabin I built in the woods and just listen to the birds; I like to fish in the pond and I always throw the fish back.

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.

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time I keep the ends out for the tie that binds Because you're mine, I walk the line.

You miss a lot of opportunities by making mistakes, but that's part of it: knowing that you're not shut out forever, and that there's a goal you still can reach.

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.

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.

The hardest thing for me in Vietnam wasn't seeing the wounded and dead. It was watching the big transport jets come in, bringing loads of fresh new boys for the war.

I have tried drugs and a little of everything else, and there is nothing in the world more soul-satisfying than having the kingdom of God building inside you and growing.

I had an empathy for prisoners and did concerts for them back when I thought that it would make a difference - you know? - that they really were there to be rehabilitated.

I haven't been familiar with hard work. It was no problem for me. But first I hitchhiked to Pontiac, Mich. and got a job working in Fisher Body making those 1951 Pontiacs.

My mother always told me that any talent is a gift of God and I always believed it. If I quit, I would just live in front of the television and get fat and die pretty soon.

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.

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