"Do you really think he was flirting with me?" "Let's see. He gave you candy you hate - I saw your face - and a CD of songs..." He looks at the CD. "All of these are, like, twenty years old at least. Figures. Oh, and he groped your face. Sounds like true love to me."
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"If your Birthday is on Christmas day and you're not Jesus, you should start telling people your birthday is on June 9 or something. Just read up on the traits of a Gemini. Suddenly you're a multitasker who loves the color yellow. Because not only do you get stuck with them combo gift, you get the combo song. "We wish you a merry Christmas - and happy birthday, Terry - we wish you a merry Christmas - happy birthday, Terry - we wish you a merry Christmas and a happy New Ye - Birthday, Terry!"
"You know that song that asks, "Why do fools fall in love?"? I think the obvious answer is because they're fools."
"Since my baby left me, I've found a new place to dwell, down at the end of Lonely Street at Heartbreak Hotel."
"The burden of all song and praise "unto the Highest" has been that God stands for justice and mercy. Yet injustice among men is ever on the increase; the outrages committed against the masses in this country alone would seem enough to overflow the very heavens. But where are the gods to make an end to all these horrors, these wrongs, this inhumanity to man? No, not the gods, but MAN must rise in his mighty wrath. He, deceived by all the deities, betrayed by their emissaries, he, himself, must undertake to usher in justice upon the earth."
"I have a hard time memorizing stuff. I'm always in the process of writing a new song, so trying to learn a new one takes a minute."
"With every song, all the elements have to work. First, the beat has to be great - you start there. You start with the music, and then the ideas follow. Then you start thinking of rhymes, and then you record it, and sometimes - this happens to me a lot - it doesn't come out as good as it did in my head when I first wrote it."
"It's pretty intense to have someone (the camera) looming there when you are singing a song but it's sort of invigorating too."
"There are songs and artists now who are trying to do the same thing: be honest to their experiences."
"All the songs are pieces to the puzzle. They each represent something different. So it's really difficult to say one song represents the album."
"I feel like writing songs is cheating on acting. It's weird."
"I feel guilty because I want to act more than I want to write songs. I'm a person who likes to transition; I like to grow."
"I did a lot of songs that I sold, but then they never came out and I never got paid for it. You learn real fast that the music industry, in the beginning, you're not going to get paid for a while, and then you start getting the accolades."
"My songs are my hookers. I can't worry about how they are going to be treated; they just need to bring home the bacon."
"I always tell people I write songs, but I'm a writer. It's a difference. I can write songs to music, but I can write a story. I can see ideas spark in me."
"I'm a songwriter who just wants to bring people great songs."
"Your power comes from the songs."
"This is an album of songs that I've always loved, tunes that I heard. For the first time in 53 years of recording, I really had control over an entire album, start to finish."
"When two souls compose a single song, The muse fans Livid wrath before long."
"Song in the Manner of Housman" O woe, woe, People are born and die, We also shall be dead pretty soon Therefore let us act as if we were dead already. The bird sits on the hawthorn tree But he dies also, presently. Some lads get hung, and some get shot. Woeful is this human lot. Woe! woe, etcetera.... London is a woeful place, Shropshire is much pleasanter. Then let us smile a little space Upon fond nature's morbid grace. Oh, Woe, woe, woe, etcetera."