The real beauty of it - key to my life was playing key chords on a banjo. For somebody else it may be a golf club that mom and dad put in their hands or a baseball or ballet lessons. Real gift to give to me and put it in writing.

You could say that life just happens and it's the way it goes, you either accept it or you fight it...
Or
You can be one of the few that rises above this perception and fights in all their glory to create the life they want, regardless of the struggle.
Who do you want to be? Someone to remember or someone easy to forget...

It's funny to be playing a mom. I mean, I'm not a mom in real life. I don't even have a dog.

That's the beauty of this mandolin. It's the Holy Grail. Most musicians think it's in the New Testament. And it ought to be.

There is real beauty in my eyes when I lose my mind.

I always say you can never be extravagant with beauty. Beauty is God made real. Beauty is life.