“I like to emphasize my eyes because if I do it well enough, then they look very blue.”

I’ve always just tried to be myself, which is such a weird thing to say.

You would see me cover every Adele, Christina Aguilera, Taylor Swift and Carrie Underwood. Then I’d have to do ‘Sweet Child O’ Mine’ and ‘Crazy Train,’ and it was a really weird combination.

Truly, with a sitcom and the rhythms of comedy… music is so helpful in that area of life.

Everything I wore was pink and sparkly. And I had an obsession with headbands. I felt like I rocked them, though!

I might not know who I was yesterday or who I’m going to be tomorrow, but I know who I am right now.

When I’m recording my album, I want to be acting, or when I’m on set, I want to be making music.

I couldn’t really picture a world without music. It would be quite boring.

I was really scared to stay home alone when I was kid, and I would freak out whenever there was a noise after my parents left.

When I was growing up, we went to Musikfest every year, and I have vivid memories of the corn on the cob.

Music is where I started. It’s kind of the base of everything.

I think I started doing covers when I was… what, like 9 or 10?

I’ve never paid too much attention to what other people have said or to what other people have tried to make me be.

I’ve never had to fend for a child’s life, which sounds very terrifying.

I go through my comments sometimes, and I’ll just take snapshots of the terrible ones and send them to my friends.

It always feels good to put something you’re proud of out in the world.

I would always do the songs that I wanted to do and the songs that my parents wanted me to do.

Motown was about music for all people – white and black, blue and green, cops and the robbers. I was reluctant to have our music alienate anyone.

When I was born, my father was a copper miner in Butte, Montana. It was a hard-core, blue-collar situation.

Some people would say they never see me because I don’t go anywhere. I stay in the blue state of Nashville, in my bubble.

A pool of melancholy blooms in my chest and rushes into my body like deep-blue blood.

If your best friend’s feeling tearful, Try not to be too cheerful. Just let her fill your ear full Of sad tales by the score. And when she is through, She’ll feel as good as.

It was the most beautiful evening, with the lake as blue as a cornflower and the sky flecked with rosy clouds. They held their hard-boiled eggs in one hand and a piece of bread and butter in the other, munching happily.

The personal things should be left out of platforms at conventions. You can argue yourself blue in the face, and you’re not going to change each other’s minds. It’s a waste of your time and my time.

Because I could not stop for death he kindly stopped for me, or paused at least to strike a glancing blow with his sky-blue mouth as he passed.