Danh ngôn của Roy Orbison (Sứ mệnh: 6)

When I was six years old, Mom and Dad gave me a guitar for my birthday, and Daddy taught me the chords to 'You Are My Sunshine.'
My dad was an auto mechanic, but we moved to Fort Worth, where he worked in defense, building B-24s.
The image, like the voice, came in stages. I never sat down with anyone and said, 'Let's design an image.'
I may be a living legend, but that sure don't help when I've got to change a flat tire.
Only the lonely know the way I feel tonight.
Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you're not the truth. No one could look as good as you, mercy.
I close my eyes, then I drift away, into the magic night I softly say. A silent prayer, like dreamers do, then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you.