I like my freedom. I like to do my own grocery shopping. People do recognize you. They are kind of shocked. Some people like it. It makes them feel at ease. It confirms their hopes that you are in fact similar to them.
I try not to steal from myself, but the modalities create similarities.
Musically, I don't think I'd ever dry up. I trust my musical invention.
Musically, I would never run dry. Any time I sit down to an instrument, I could write a song.
I don't know how to sell out. If I tried to sell out I don't think I could.
I have lost my credibility as a hit maker because of these side excursions into other branches of music; by not being consistent. Consistency seems to be all-important.
I prefer Christmas, which is everybody's holiday. It's just my nature. I don't like to be zeroed in on en masse.
You can give me 400,000 hostile people and I won't even break sweat. If you give me 200 adoring people, my mouth will dry out.
I didn't like the sound of people gasping at the mere mention of my name. It horrified me...
I never really wanted to be a star. I didn't like entering a room with all eyes on me. I still don't really like the attention of a birthday party.
I was anti-intellectual to the nth. Basically I liked to dance and paint, and that was about it.
I liked playing in small clubs. I really liked holding the attention of thirty or forty people. I never liked the roar of the big crowd.
When I felt that fame - people were nosing me out - well, I moved on. I used traveling names; wigs if necessary.
I didn't think I had much of a following in the South. I thought I was anonymous down there so I kept to the South. But I found in certain pockets that I was quite recognizable and I just hit a wig store.
I like to move around. I travel. I've driven across country by myself.
I like my freedom. I like to do my own grocery shopping.
Some people are upset to see you doing ordinary things. Those people, if they were a celebrity, they would have an entourage.
People were very protective of me. Overly so. I was in the industry for a long time before I had any idea of what drugs people were doing.
Ask anyone in America where the craziest people live and they'll tell you California. Ask anyone in California where the craziest people live and they'll say Los Angeles. Ask anyone in Los Angeles where the craziest people live and they'll tell you Hollywood. Ask anyone in Hollywood where the craziest people live and they'll say Laurel Canyon. And ask anyone in Laurel Canyon where the craziest people live and they'll say Lookout Mountain. So I bought a house on Lookout Mountain.
Rolling Stone hates me. They must have an editorial policy to do me in for many years.
Fibers in a variety of colors protrude out of my skin like mushrooms after a rainstorm. They cannot be forensically identified as animal, vegetable or mineral.
My husband had an education. He had a degree in Literature. I married into a camp of literary types.
Lazy reviewers look up other people's reviews and they write the same thing, so you get people writing crap based on crap.
Once I got the open tunings for some reason, I began to get the harmonic sophistication that I heard that my musical fountain inside was excited by. Once I got some interesting chords to play with, my writing began to come.
When I was 19 I went to art school. I had six months of teaching myself to play baritone ukulele under my belt so I was sort of a novice folkie... I was singing folk songs at that time.
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