The violin is my mistress, but the guitar is my master.

At Vienna, one of the audience affirmed publicly that my performance was not surprising, for he had distinctly seen, while I was playing my variations, the devil at my elbow, directing my arm and guiding my bow. My resemblance to the devil was a proof of my origin.

I am not handsome, but when women hear me play, they come crawling to my feet.

My first guitar, a Fender Jazz Master, I traded it in for a Les Paul Deluxe.

Want is the mistress of invention

My great-grandmother was your great-great-grandfather's mistress, so how about it?