I’ve been singing Shakira songs in front of my bathroom mirror into my hairbrush forever. It’s like a daily routine.

Frankly, I mean, sometimes the interpretations I’ve seen on some of the songs that I’ve written are a lot more interesting than the input that I put in.

There is no more miserable human being than one in whom nothing is habitual but indecision.

I just kept touring and touring until it became second nature to go onstage, perform, and sing.

I feel like I was writing as I was learning to talk. Writing was always a go-to form of communication. And I knew I could sing from being in tune with the radio.

What I like about music is the songs you can remember the lines of in a single second.

I grew up listening to the Police, I grew up performing in bars, singing Police songs.

Fill the earth with your songs of gratitude.

I won’t be satisfied until people want to hear me sing without looking at me. Of course, that doesn’t mean I want them to stop looking.

I believe in singing to such an extent that, if I were asked to redesign the British educational system, I would start by insisting that group singing becomes a central part of the daily routine. I believe it builds character and, more than anything else, encourages a taste for cooperation with others.

I enjoy singing my songs in front of people.

Touring is very routine. You get to the city, you go to the hotel, you got to be at the hotel by a certain time – it’s very routine. I’m not a very structured person, so when I get some structure, it’s cool; it’s good for me.

Sometimes, if you begin to sing in a halfhearted mood, you can sing yourself up the ladder. Singing will often make the heart rise.

Who’s to say what’s a good voice and not a good voice?

When you’re singing you can hear the echo of people in the audience singing every single word with you, and that was that big dream that I had for myself. It’s happening.

‚Nothin‘ on You‘ by B.o.B was the first song where I heard myself on the radio. I’d been trying my whole career to write a song like that, which incorporates live instruments with hip-hop and singing.

When you sing with a group of people, you learn how to subsume yourself into a group consciousness because a capella singing is all about the immersion of the self into the community. That’s one of the great feelings – to stop being me for a little while and to become us. That way lies empathy, the great social virtue.

I take my kids to school. And if I go to work, I go to work, and they visit me on set. I come home. I have dinner with my family. I have breakfast with my family. I have a very solid, very warm home.

I like to sing ballads the way Eddie Fisher does and the way Perry Como does. But the way I’m singing now is what makes the money.

I can’t see myself singing the same song twice in a row. That’s terrible.

I sleep seven hours. If I go to bed at two, I wake up at nine. If I go to bed at midnight, I wake up at seven. I don’t wake up before – the house can fall apart, but I sleep for seven hours.

Forgiveness is not a one-time thing that happened the day you received Christ. It is an everyday thing, for the rest of your life.

I think, generally, I just cannot really envision life without writing and producing records and singing.

Singing into a microphone and learning to play an instrument – learning to do your craft – that’s the most important thing! It’s not about what goes on in a computer!

I remember when the candle shop burned down. Everyone stood around singing ‚Happy Birthday.‘

I used to sing songs and write with my uncle, Bill Owens.

I read about eight newspapers in a day. When I’m in a town with only one newspaper, I read it eight times.

I’ve conducted the Boston Pops! Imagine that! Me! Maya Angelou! I’ve sang and danced at La Scala!

I know I’m talented, but I wasn’t put here to sing. I was put here to be a wife and a mom and look after my family. I love what I do, but it’s not where it begins and ends.

To do the same thing over and over again is not only boredom: it is to be controlled by rather than to control what you do.

I sang a song at my sister’s wedding. My mother forced me into that, too. But that one felt all right.

Aside from singing, I’m also a dancer. I’ve been dancing since I was 8.

In argument similes are like songs in love; they describe much, but prove nothing.

The biggest thing is just routine. I think that’s the biggest correlation between golfers and basketball players.

I wonder how many decisions we make every day. I believe it’s probably hundreds. We decide whether or not to get out of bed, what we’ll eat, what we’ll do, what we’ll think about, what we’ll say… and on and on.

Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone upholds the human frame.

In a long meter hymn, a singer – they call it ‚lays out a line.‘ And then the whole church joins in in repeating that line. And they form a wall of harmony so tight, you can’t wedge a pin between it.

Ever since I was a kid, this was all I wanted to do. I’ve wanted to do music. I wanted to sing. It’s all I know.

In the morning a man walks with his whole body; in the evening, only with his legs.

I don’t sing because I’m happy; I’m happy because I sing.

My wife and I tried two or three times in the last 40 years to have breakfast together, but it was so disagreeable we had to stop.

I do the same exercises I did 50 years ago and they still work. I eat the same food I ate 50 years ago and it still works.

I really miss having a routine because now I’ve been on the road constantly for several months. I like routines, so it would be nice to get those routines back.

If in the twilight of memory we should meet once more, we shall speak again together and you shall sing to me a deeper song.

However, there’s no theme or concept behind Heathen, just a number of songs but somehow there is a thread that runs through it that is quite as strong as any of my thematic type albums.

Some people ask the secret of our long marriage. We take time to go to a restaurant two times a week. A little candlelight, dinner, soft music and dancing. She goes Tuesdays, I go Fridays.

When you’re all singing together, it brings things together. I know the songs that my grandfather and my father sang.

Songs don’t have to be about going out on Saturday night and having a good rink-up and driving home and crashing cars. A lot of what I’ve done is about alienation… about where you fit in society.

I signed up to be a musician, I want to perform, I want to sing.

Occasionally, some brother sings very earnestly through his nose, often disturbing those around him, but it does not matter how the voice sounds to the ears of man. What is important is how the heart sounds to the ears of God.

At first, I wasn’t really keen on the idea of me being on stage having to sing in front of people.

My grandmother took me to church on Sunday all day long, every Sunday into the night. Then Monday evening was the missionary meeting. Tuesday evening was usher board meeting. Wednesday evening was prayer meeting. Thursday evening was visit the sick. Friday evening was choir practice. I mean, and at all those gatherings, we sang.

We become what we repeatedly do.

Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do everything to git attention we do, except walk?

I could imagine at a certain age, when I have no vocal cords left, that I would find a young man who could sing my parts for me. But I don’t see why I would stop.

Being part of a community with a church at its centre and singin‘ hymns is a great thing to do.

Freedom is not given to us by anyone; we have to cultivate it ourselves. It is a daily practice… No one can prevent you from being aware of each step you take or each breath in and breath out.

People ask me where I got my singing style. I didn’t copy my style from anybody.

Every day, my mom and I would watch a different Judy Garland VHS. I love how she tells a story when she sings. It was just about her voice and the words she was singing – no strings attached or silly hair or costumes, just a woman singing her heart out. I feel like that doesn’t happen that much anymore.

I believe in singing.

I have been singing randomly, obsessively, obnoxiously for as long as I can remember.