Words matter. These are the best John Carter Cash Quotes, and they’re great for sharing with your friends.
My parents kept me close to them. I even slept in the same room with them throughout my younger years.
My father saw a separation between Johnny Cash the entertainer, his business, and the person. The good ole boy. He carried that with him. Or he tried to. Sometimes the lines got crossed.
My father was a great outdoorsman. From when I was about six we would spend countless hours together in the woods or on a lake. He taught me how to skin a rabbit and pluck a wild turkey. He showed me there is much more to nature than we can ever understand.
I saw my parents go through tough times between 1979 and 1983. They almost split up.
I think if my father was a truck driver, I would have wanted to share the beauty that was there. He just happens to be Johnny Cash.
My mother was creative in the kitchen.
I try to weigh out the dark and the light. They were both very real aspects of my Dad. To me, the good and the healing and the light outweigh the dark so much, and that’s why I focus on the good.
My father was a wildfire. Really. Nobody could save him from anything. His family turned away from him, and he broke up with his first wife. It just happened to be that when he was going to get back up on his feet, my mother was there.
Voice of the Spirit’ was a project I’d been talking about for a long time. It began as an Appalachian record. But it’s a record of all pure Southern gospel.
I listen to all types of music.
To me, those are the greatest treasures – the personal letters between my parents.
Well, my parents were sort of packrats. They never threw anything away and, all through their time together, they stored away various things in a vault.
My father was always respectful to my grandfather. I really wanted that to be known because I never saw him disrespect my grandfather, and I never saw them have a cross word.
I have a novel out, ‘Lupus Rex,’ that I wrote and am excited about that.
My mother did a fried vegetable dish called ‘stuff.’ It’s fried potatoes and carrots. Then you add bell peppers, mushrooms and other softer vegetables. At the end you add onion. Then, you steam the dish with hot pepper cheese on the top and it melts down through the dish. It’s delicious. It’s wonderful.
He was self-sacrificing in many different ways, and my father was a man of paradoxes.
My father was a patriot.
There’s something magical that happens to every three-year-old that hears ‘Ring of Fire.’ That’s usually where it starts for most people. They immediately want to put on a black shirt, grab a guitar and sing ‘Ring of Fire.’
I’ve cooked my whole life, and I grew up in a household of cooks.
Seeing my father’s handwriting puts me in contact with the man he was at each stage of his life.
I steadfastly believe that there is no greater love than that between a mother and a child.
People come to Nashville where I live and they say, ‘What’s a great Southern restaurant?’ Well, you got to know the right grandmother, because there’s a lot of magic to good Southern cooking.
He gave me a picture of himself when I was 14 and it said, ‘To John Carter: My Best friend, Dad.’ That meant so much to me. We were best friends, but we struggled.
I was introduced to the church through my parents but I had to struggle and find it on my own. In the end I learned much of my faith and found much of my strength through watching my father’s and mother’s journeys.
My father’s favorite poem was probably ‘Love is patient, love is kind.’ It’s simply stated but pretty profound. That’s how my dad wrote.
There are a whole lot of Carter Family songs.
Dad had a way of defining himself. He couldn’t put his finger on whether it was rock ‘n’ roll or country.
My mother made wonderful cheesecake. She loved cheesecake. She ate it every day of her life.
I knew ‘Hurt’ way before Dad recorded it. In 1992, ‘Downward Spiral’ was one of my favorite albums.
My father was a humanitarian, but he didn’t side one way or another with any certain right’s groups. He just believed in people.
There’s an image that my mother saved my father in 1968 and everything was a bed of roses after that. And that just wasn’t true. There were as many struggles in the 1980s and the 1990s as there were in the 1960s.
My parents were on the road a lot in the 1970s. Winifred Kelly, a nurse from the hospital where I was born, was hired to care for me. Her love and discipline had a big influence on my upbringing.
My father and mother were together because of their faith.
This is my home; I’ve made it my home for my whole life. I’m an old Nashville veteran.
My mom, dad and me were a compact group. They instilled in me a love for the outdoors. On school breaks, we’d go fishing for a week in the wilds of Alaska or Canada. The land was always in their souls.
There are thousands upon thousands of new Johnny Cash fans every year, inspired by the music, talent, and – I believe hugely – by the mystery of the man.
I was 33 when my father passed away.
My father was a unique man, but he had a shyness about him.
The Carter family history means a lot to me.
Sometimes, you find peace through misery.
Within the first six years of my life, if asked what Dad was to me I would have emphatically responded: ‘Dad is fun!’ This was my simple foundation for my enduring relationship with my father.
My parents were real people. They didn’t put on airs or false faces. They were what they were.
We do not let slip from our understanding that America was founded on a bonding of many people, from many places and of various color and religion.
I never felt like I had to sound like my dad. I wanted my music to be creative expression with no expectations.
Personally (and I believe I can speak for my sisters on this), I am against any organization or individual who believes they are superior to and/or may wish harm upon another because of race, ethnic background, religion, or sexual orientation. We also believe in the potential unification of humanity as a whole.
It was hard to say no to Johnny Cash.
Nobody sounds like my dad.
In some ways, Cash and Carter is a family business that’s been handed to me.
Words are powerful, but action rules.
I’m always writing my own music, recording my own music, even if I am 9/10 of the time recording stuff for other people. I’m still working on my own creative endeavors.
My dad was a poet. He saw the world through unique glasses, with simplicity, spirituality, and humor.
There was so much about my dad that wasn’t on the surface.
Along with the music, there is a large part of my father’s legacy that has to do with what he had to say. What he believed in, what he stood for, the understanding of his own darkness, the faith that he had that drove him, and the great love that he had for people.
Dad never really got over Jack’s death and was deeply inspired by his brother throughout his life to delve deeper into his own faith.
My father had a great sense of humor. He wasn’t only the Man in Black. He said it himself in the song ‘Man in Black:’ ‘Ah, I’d love to wear a rainbow every day.’ He was a man of hope.
I believe Dad will be respected in 300 years, like Beethoven. As will Elvis, as will the Carter Family, as will Jimmie Rodgers, Hank Williams.
Mom was very protective of me. Her hands were gentle, and her touch was soothing. She always talked quite a bit, but she was bright and affectionate.
I think most of my life I have spent trying to gain normalcy, whatever that may be.
My father was a very prolific writer and he left behind a huge body of unpublished work.
My dad lived with pain his whole life.