It's been occurring to me I'd like to hang out with you, for my whole life.1

There are no rules when it comes to love. I just try to let love surprise me because you never know who you’re going to fall in love with.

It never mattered to me that people in school didn't think that country music was cool, and they made fun of me for it - though it did matter to me that I was not wearing the clothes that everybody was wearing at that moment. But at some point, I was just like, 'I like wearing sundresses and cowboy boots.'

I could make the bad guys good for a weekend.

I'm intrigued and drawn to people who know exactly who they are, who know what they want, who live life on their own terms.

When I'm getting to know someone, I look for someone who has passions that I respect, like his career. Someone who loves what he does is really attractive. In high school, I used to think it was "like sooooo cool" if a guy had an awesome car. Now none of that matters. These days I look for character and honesty and trust.

I once went on the most grueling radio tour. Living in hotel rooms, sleeping in the backs of rental cars as my mom drove to three different cities in one day.