“We knew what was under the surface and lived like it wouldn’t hurt us. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘶𝘴.”

Follow your arrow, Wherever it points.

It’s hard to remember a time when I wasn’t writing.

I know what I want and it gets in my way. I know I’m not easy.

Im all about small towns. I think its a great place to grow up.

A great song will be great forever – it’s timeless and classic in that way.

I know not every song has to be a powerful message.

Legs longer than my marriage.

I used to write poems more when I was younger, but I haven’t in a long time. I just write ideas and paragraphs and go from there.

Guess I’m hangin’ by myself but I don’t mind.

Forced idleness evolves into beauty.

Fame freaks me out. Do you just wake up different? I don’t know how to scale it back if it gets too crazy.

In the beginning, I wrote OK songs, but they didn’t have a unique perspective.

I’d rather be more of the hippie country chick – as in, instead of pointing a finger, just maybe saying, ‘We’re all screw-ups. We’re all in this kind of together. We’re all just figuring this out.’

A lot of what gets on the radio isn’t saying anything other than somebody wants to be famous and will do whatever they’re told to get it.

Anyone singing about trucks, in any form, in any song, anywhere, literally just stop – nobody cares!

I’m really proud to be a woman representing country music.

Love of my life, you’ve hurt me. You’ve broken my heart, and now you leave me. Love of my life, can’t you see? Bring it back, bring it back, and don’t take it away from me, because you don’t know what it means to me.

Pain is only relevant if it still hurts.

The person you hurt the most doesn’t deserve to be hurt.

Only Americans can hurt America.

Do not bring people in your life who weigh you down. And trust your instincts, good relationships feel good. They feel right. They don’t hurt. They’re not painful. That’s not just with somebody you want to marry, but it’s with the friends that you choose. It’s with the people you surround yourselves with.

Sugar makes me feel crazy – like, makes my body hurt kind of a thing. I don’t really eat fruit because it has a lot of sugar. I try not to eat a lot of red meat, but every now and again, I feel like I need iron or something – something that I’m missing.

The punches hurt, even if I understood that they had little to do with who I really was as a person.

The good building is not one that hurts the landscape, but one which makes the landscape more beautiful than it was before the building was built.