I learned from you that I do not crumble. I learned that strength is somthing you choose.
Many of my lyrics are about having sex with prostitutes.
Beyonce, to me, doesn't have a f--king Purple Rain, but she's the biggest thing on Earth. How can you be that big without at least one Sweet Home Alabama or Old Time Rock & Roll?. . . People are like, 'Beyonce's hot. Got a nice f--king a--. ' I'm like, 'Cool, I like skinny white chicks with big t--s. ' Doesn't really f--king do much for me.
I truly believe that people like myself, who are in a position of entertainers in the limelight, should keep their mouth shut on politics.
Surround yourself with good people. Whether they're the best or not, people are capable of learning if they've got good hearts and they're good souls.
If I was president of the good old U. S. A. , I'd turn the churches into strip clubs and watch the whole world pray.
If it looks good, you'll see it. If it sounds good, you'll hear it. If its marketed right, you'll buy it. But. . . If its real. . . you'll feel it.
I want to express the utmost intensity of the color, bring out the quality, make it expressive.
In a sadly pleasing strain, let the warbling lute complain.
You have to be self-reliant and strong to survive in this town. Otherwise you will be destroyed.
It is life that fights and struggles and rages; life, that tears at you in its last agonizing throes to hold on, even if but for one futile instant longer. . . Whereas I, I come softly when it is all done. Pain and death are an ordered sequence, not a parallel pair. So easy to confuse the correlations, not realizing that one does not bring the other.