For all the courage that we never had, I'm just about glad.

The radio is in the hands of such a lot of fools tryin' to anesthetize the way that you feel.

Your mind is made up but your mouth is undone.

There are some things you can't cover up with lipstick and powder.

When you work with new people, I think that it throws all of the matters into relief, because you have to explain yourself every time. It's like crossing a new border. They want to see your documents.

Sometimes I write notes that I have difficulty singing. And you start talking yourself out of the bold melody and start wanting to arrange it in another key or something. Maybe I just never learned my harmony part, because what everybody says sounds odd to them sounds perfectly natural to me.

Good manners and bad breath will get you nowhere.