“All were artists, playing foolish, having fights and making love as if the rest of the world had no racial problems whatsoever.”

Sometime we’ll try and reach for things we know we each want and don’t deserve.

Music is music and I think music people are the delivers, the actors, when they put their music out they want to insert their character in it. So they call it such and such so you know how they live so to speak.

Don’t bother me, leave me alone. Anyway, I’m almost grown.

Actually I’m writing as best I can, in order to keep the momentum and the career there, but I want to live.

Could you imagine the way I felt, I couldn’t unfasten her safety belt. All the way home I held a grudge, for the safety belt that wouldn’t budge.

Rock is rock, and, rock and roll, rock is just short for rock and roll.

Back in the class room, open your books, keep up, the teacher don’t know how mean she looks.

Of the five most important things in life, health is first, education or knowledge is second, and wealth is third. I forget the other two.

There have been so many empires, kings are kinda going out of style.

I’m a millionaire, but I cut the grass. And each time I cut it, it’s my grass. And that is satisfying.

Science and religion are both the same thing. They’re there; they’re life. If it’s not science, it’s not a fact.

Praise doesn’t mean anything to me. I don’t judge myself.

A song is a song. But there are some songs, ah, some songs are the greatest. The Beatles song Yesterday. Listen to the lyrics.

All I want for Christmas is a rock n roll electric guitar.

He never ever learned to read or write so well, but he could play his guitar like he was ringing a bell.

It’s amazing how much you can learn if your intentions are truly earnest.

I am not an angel and do not pretend to be. That is not one of my roles. But I am not a devil, either. I am a woman and a serious artist, and I would like so to be judged.

The scientist needs an artistically creative imagination.

For an artist to think in terms of success is like a priest trying to think in terms of success.

The artist shall never run out of paint. Because the artist, my love, never runs out of pain.

You are born an artist or you are not. And you stay an artist, dear, even if your voice is less of a fireworks. The artist is always there.

There was a time in my career when I felt like I wasn’t being true to myself. I was being moulded into an artist I wasn’t, and I knew I had to do everything I wanted to do. I think that’s an issue a lot of women face, and men do have it easier in a lot of ways.

You’re an artist. Beauty grows in you.

The artist is a kind of prison from which the works of art escape.