Sing what I want to sing. Be how I want to be. Reach as big an audience as I can. Isn’t that what art is meant to do?
When things are too dangerous to say, sing.
They are singing the legend of Tarzan. For many moons he was thought to be an evil spirit. A ghost in the trees. They speak of his power over the animals of the jungle. Because his spirit came from them. He understood them. And learned to be as one with them.
Great singing comes from three places. The head, the heart, and the gut. [to Whitney]
What do you do when things go wrong? Oh! You sing a song!
To sing with the gods, sometimes you need a ladder. [to Clive]
If summer doesn’t sing in you, then nothing sings in you. And if nothing sings in you, then you can’t make music.
I f****d up my whole life because of the way you sing.[to Céline]
I don’t know how to sing black, and I don’t know how to sing white either. I know how to sing.
