When I was almost 13 I was ripe for religion. I was actually just plain ripe.

I sang with Anita Bryant in the Southern Baptist churches.

I hate politics, hate deals, and deal-making, hate meeting with attorneys and agents.

There was no way we'd ever get spoiled. Daddy made sure to instill in us a work ethic.

I change my hairstyle every day for the show, I'm fastidious and vain about my nails and teeth and grooming and makeup, but a perfect body, forget it. Dust to dust, wuggies to wuggies.

We heard stories about fakery and decoys at revivals. I never personally saw any trickery.

Sexual harassment is complex, subtle, and highly subjective.

I was told all my life I was part Cherokee. Then it was Crow. The latest is Blackfoot.

What most people perceive as energy is really strength of spirit. It comes from the joy of knowing God, loving Him, and being loved by Him.

A fear of the unknown keeps a lot of people from leaving bad situations.

God didn't bless me with success so I could eat caviar every day.

I do not want to drive across a bridge designed by an engineer who believed the numbers in structural stress models are relative truths.

On the Death of his ChildDew Evaporates And all our world is dew...so dear, So fresh, so fleeting

Thought leadership is first and foremost life leadership.

Being called a murderer: fine, I have no objection to that. It's a fact: I am a sinner, a fallen human. But to be called a murderer by the police!

Everything I do is music-related.

Mathematicians care no more for logic than logicians for mathematics.

And I agreed, but still, she owed us an explanation. If she was up there, down there, out there, somewhere, maybe she would laugh.

He was free to enjoy the breathless glee that overwhelmed him: the speed, the clear cold air, the total silence, the feeling of balance and excitement and peace.

I'm tired again, I've tried again, and now my heart is full. And I just can't explain...so I won't even try to.

Now, two years have passed and the situation is completely different: no one wants to organise this match.