You rhapsodize about beauty, and my eyes glaze. Everything that I love is ugly. I mean really, you would be amazed. Just do me a favor, it's the….

I noticed with older songs that I perform that I'm coming from a different place with them now...it mutates the vibe and even the meaning of the same….

I sing sometimes for the war that I fight, 'Cause every tool is a weapon if you hold it right..

Outside sleep's open window, between the drops of rain, history is writing a recipe book for every earthly pain..

Just let me go, we have to be able to criticize what we love, to say what we have to say 'cause if you're not trying to make something better, then a….

I don't take good pictures 'cause I have the kind of beauty that moves..

I wonder what you look like under your t-shirt. I wonder what you sound like when you're not wearing words. I wonder what we have when we're not pret….

I always wanted to be commander-in-chief of my one-woman army, But I can envision the mediocrity of my finest hour..

What bugs me is that you believe what you're saying. What bothers me is that you don't know how you feel. What scares me is that while you're telling….

If a politician is running in your local community who's pro-choice, who's feminist in their thinking, get behind them. Send them some money! If you ….

You got to look outside- your eyes- you got to think outside- your brain- you got to walk outside- your life- to where the neighborhoods change..

Don't treat me like I am something that happened to you..

Art is why I get up in the morning, but my definition ends there..

Love isn't over when the sheets are stained..

I think if we can't use the word feminist, if it's some kind of taboo or dirty word, or means you're ugly, or you're angry, or you're not dateable [l….

People talk about my image like I come in two dimensions, like lipstick is a sign of my declining mind, like what I happen to be wearing the day that….

Freedom and democracy, That's the word from Washington every day. Put America to sleep with warm milk and clichés, And people are expendable along th….

How come I can pick my ears but not my nose?.

We're led by denial like lambs to slaughter, serving empires of style and carbonated sugar water..

They taught me different was wrong..

I've been collecting some more high-end guitars. I have an old Martin D28 from the '60s, a beautiful, classic Martin that I know I played on 'Mariach….