Im not making up my mind about anything right now. Things are happening so quickly for me, and Im still in the thinking stage.

I recorded a song called, I Fall to Pieces, and I was in a car wreck. Now I'm worried because I have a brand-new record, and it's called Crazy!

Oh, I offended you with my opinion? You should hear the the ones I keep to myself.

I have gotten more than I asked for. All that I ever wanted was to hear my voice on record and have a song among the Top 20.

It seems that every time I stick my neck out, I get my foot into something else.

If you can't do it with feeling - don't.

Oh, I just sing like I hurt inside.

If I made a list of the people I admire, Mom would probably fill up half of it. She could do anything and everything.

You want me to act like we've never kissed, you want to forget; pretend we've never met , and I've tried and I've tried, but I haven't yet... You walk by, and I fall to pieces.

Carnegie Hall was real fabulous, but you know, it ain't as big as the Grand Ole Opry.

Jesus has been in my room. He has taken my hand and told me, No, Not now. I have other things for you to do.

Could we imagine that beauty itself doesn’t just exist in society’s version of aesthetic perfection? Beauty also emerges from places and things that tell us stories.

Those who know ask to receive.Those who understand seek to experience or find.Those that are wise knock on open doors

I think you can't dip your toe in and dip your toe out. I think either you're in it or you're not.

What fills us is real, sweet, dopey, funny life.

The progress of science, like an ancient desert trail, is strewn with the bleached skeletons of discarded theories, doctrines, and axioms which seemed to possess eternal life.

We're going to do everything we can to make sure workers are treated like assets, not costs.

You will become as small as your controlling desire; as great as you dominant aspiration.

All the blood shed as a result of secession could be wiped up with a handkerchief.

Ignorance is not innocence but sin.

No hour of life is wasted that is spent in the saddle.