I think most art comes out of poverty and hard times.
You'll never get ahead by blaming your problems on other people.
We're still here trying to get the word out that 330 farmers are quitting every week.
Sometimes there is a 36-piece orchestra going off in my stomach.
Anybody can be unhappy. We can all be hurt. You don't have to be poor to need something or somebody. Rednecks, hippies, misfits - we're all the same. Gay or straight? So what? It doesn't matter to me. We have to be concerned about other people, regardless.
One thing I learned is that the mind, rather than being the master, should be the servant of the heart.