If unconditional love and genuine enthusiasm are present, praise isn't necessary. If they're absent, praise won't help.
I just want to be treated like an average guy.
There is something about guitars—maybe something magical—when played right, which evokes past, mysterious, barely-conscious sentiments, both individual and universal.
I had a big background in listening to classical music and I started trying to compose, like I was playing the guitar but I heard an orchestra in my head.
When I play, I very quickly put myself into a light hypnotic trance and compose while playing, drawing directly from the emotions.
How can I be a folk? I'm from the suburbs you know.
But I say these things in an objective dispassionate manner because, you know, and I can't explain why, but being one of the greatest guitarists in the world simply is not very important to me.
I ended up writing songs by taking stock of all the different events in my life, but all those songs were bad.
Long as there's a sun that sets, Primroses will have their glory; Long as there are violets, They will have a place in story: There's a flower that shall be mine, 'Tis the little Celandine.
Wise men are more dependent on fools than fools on wise men.
Together in Britain we have lit a flame that the ages shall not extinguish. Guard that sacred flame my brother Blackshirts until it illuminates Britain and lights again the Paths of Mankind.