I am a seeker, a poor, sinful creature, there is no weaker than I.
Understanding isn’t learned from punishment and anger. An iron has no gentle touch, and love ain’t learned from hate.
Mine is a jealous heart, imagines things that never are.
I don’t want to throw rice. I want to throw rocks.
That’s the great thing about a sense of humor and a sex drive, you can’t wait to share it with everybody else.
It’s almost like being trapped in some other form. The real me is so different from the way I look on the outside.
Paradise is a state of mind.
The worst thing about poverty is not the actual living of it, but the shame of it.
You’ll pay the highest price on back roads and in back seats and in a cheap highway motel. But what’s a few more strangers in a life of nothing else.
The freewill you have given, we have made a mockery of.
I hope life treats you kind, and I hope you have all that you ever dreamed of, and I wish you joy and happiness. But above all of this, I wish you love.
I’m a fool to keep staying, when you’ve made hurting me such an art.
Music, I suppose, will be the thing that sustains me in the time of my life when I am too old for sex and not quite ready to meet God. It has always been an essential part of me.
I do have a few little tattoos, but they were mostly done to cover scars because I’m so fair.
God made me the way that I am and it’s my business to be true to that.
Don’t lose your temper; use it.
People tend to fear what they do not know, and what they fear they dislike.
Music is my personal addiction. So much of everything I’ve done has only been to open more doors for the music itself. It all gets back to the fact that I am, first of all, a songwriter and a singer.
I’m not like a real person. I love being artificial. I think there’s a little magic in the fact that I’m so totally real, but look so artificial at the same time.
I’ve been around longer than most of my fans have been alive.