“I don't sing because I'm happy. I'm happy because I sing.”
“Somedays, I feel as if I'm Marc Anthony.... and not because I can sing!”
“If I'm going to sing like someone else, then I don't need to sing at all.”
“Sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep. I'm tired and I want to go to bed. SIng me to sleep, sing me to sleep, and then leave me alone. Don't try to wake me in the morning because I will be gone. Don't feel bad for me. I want you to know, deep in the cell of my heart, I will feel so glad to go.”
“Sometimes, I don't notice I'm singing.”
“I sing of happiness, he says, and insecurity shows through--poisons it. I sing of unhappiness, and it spoils that, too, because my real unhappiness isn't great or noble but cheap--money unhappiness.--"$10,000 a Year, Easy”