You can be up to your boobies in white satin, with gardenias in your hair and no sugar cane for miles, but you can still be working on a plantation.
BILLIE HOLIDAYI don’t think I’m singing. I feel like I’m playing a horn, What comes out is what I feel.
More Billie Holiday Quotes
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Dope never helped anybody sing better or play music better or do anything better. All dope can do for you is kill you – and kill you the long, slow, hard way.
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And when you’re poor, you grow up fast.
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If you copy, it means you’re working without any real feeling. No two people on earth are alike, and it’s got to be that way in music or it isn’t music.
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In this country, don’t forget, a habit is no damn private hell. There’s no solitary confinement outside of jail. A habit is hell for those you love. And in this country it’s the worst kind of hell for those who love you.
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Don’t threaten me with love, baby. Let’s just go walking in the rain.
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They think they can make fuel from horse manure – now, I don’t know if your car will be able to get 30 miles to the gallon, but it’s sure gonna put a stop to siphoning.
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One day a whole damn song fell into place in my head.
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God bless the child that’s got his own.
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God has blessed you when he lets you believe in somebody.
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I’m always making a comeback but nobody ever tells me where I’ve been.
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You can’t copy anybody and end with anything. If you copy, it means you’re working without any real feeling.
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You’ve got to have something to eat and a little love in your life before you can hold still for any damn body’s sermon on how to behave.
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I don’t think I’m singing. I feel like I’m playing a horn, What comes out is what I feel.
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Them that’s got shall get, Them that’s not shall lose. So the Bible says, And it still is news. Mama may have, Papa may have, But God bless the child that’s got his own.
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A kiss that is never tasted, is forever and ever wasted.
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