I loved being outside. We'd hold lightning bugs in our fingers and pretend they were diamond rings.

If I had a chance to do things over again, I might not start singing. It was my husband Doolittle's idea. He pushed me out there, the booger. And I'm out there now, so I might as well make the best of it.

I want more out of life than I've gotten.

I wouldn't have dared ask God for all that He's given me. I couldn't have done it on my own. I thank God every day for what I have.

You have to be different, great or first.

I wasn't for Vietnam. When I told that to the hippie newspaper, all my people got nervous.

I've been married to the same man for all this time. The way we fight sometimes, you can tell.