You Never Can Overwhelm An Instrument. You

I Never Wanted To Be Famous. I Only Wanted To Be Great.

[on His Heroin Addiction:] I Did It To Myself. It Wasn't Society...it Wasn't A Pusher, It Wasn't Being Blind Or Being Black Or Being Poor. It Was All My Doing.

Before I Begin, Let Me Say Right Here And Now That I'm A Country Boy. And, Man, I Mean The Real Backwoods! That's At The Start Of The Start Of The Thing, And That's At The Heart Of The Thing.

Other Arms Reach Out To Me, Other Eyes Smile Tenderly, Still In Peaceful Dreams I See, The Road Leads Back To You.

Dreams, If They're Any Good, Are Always A Little Bit Crazy.