“Say what you think, Love who you love.”

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.

A lot of times, Im singing things that are observational and am definitely including myself.

When something comes to my brain, I don’t ignore it. You never know what it’s going to turn into.

I think if you’re everyone’s cup of tea, that probably means you’re a little bit boring, or you’re not pushing yourself.

All I have in this world is a place that’s mine, a few good friends and a few good lines, a couple pairs of shoes that I love that shine and I walk in peace.

When you see me out I hope the taste in your mouth is still sweet as I wish it could be, believe me.

Get in loser, we’re having a nervous breakdown.

And the beauty of a woman, with passing years only grows!

Where love rules, there is no will to power; and where power predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other.

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

You must accept the fact that there is no help but self-help. I cannot tell you how to gain freedom since freedom exists within you.

A pen went scribbling along. When it tried to write love, it broke.

Certain things in life simply have to be experienced -and never explained. Love is such a thing.

Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.