God forbid you sing about love. It's a lost concept.

Love , creativity, and opportunity is in the air. Take it in and do your thing.

Music is my life, it is a reflection of what I go through.

One day we're going to watch people fight to the death, like Roman times. Instead of being in a coliseum, we're going to watch it on TV.

I've woken up from dreams and the whole song is there. I'm listening to it in my dreams. I consciously have to wake myself up and get a tape recorder because I hear it like a record.

There's certain things in life that I love. One is architecture. And music, culture, food, people. New Orleans has all of that.

Being free is a state of mind.

The idea of having to conform to someone else's ideal is unacceptable. I'm gonna be me. And if I can't be me, then I'd rather not do it.

We weren't put here to be miserable. We were put here to do the best we can, and we should take our energy and improve our state of being.

I am not trying to change the world. I am just offering my gift that God gave me, and if somebody is moved by it, that's beautiful.

I've always been into films. I've been offered lots of films but they've always been these very stereotypical roles. They wanted me to play some gangster or street guy, or pimp, drug addict.

A man convinced against his will Is of the same opinion still

I curse the heavens for letting the stars fall, I curse myself for not being there to catch them.

Someday" is a disease that will take your dreams to the grave with you.

Change can only take place if we desire the change.

It is not the size of the ring, but the size of the love.

I was posing as a 9-year-old girl who was a blue-ribbon prizewinner; she rode on a Shetland pony, the small horse that was the appropriate size for her.

Being in L.A. is great because there are so many weird people out there, so you can just blend in. I like that.

I'm a lot older than I was when I was 30, which is kind of hard to believe.

Most people rush after pleasure so fast that they rush right past it.

You walked in, laughing, tears welling confused, mingling in your throat. How can you be so many women to so many people, oh you strange girl?