[Alvy is having sex with Annie] Alvy Singer: Hey, is something wrong? Annie Hall: No, why? Alvy Singer: I don't know. It's like you're removed. [a ghost of Annie rises from herself, and sits in a chair to watch] Annie Hall: No, I'm fine. Alvy Singer:...
One road leads to heaven but many lead to hell.
I'm a country singer, and I'm comfortable with that. But why does a country singer have to play only on country radio or a rock singer only on a rock station? I still don't understand why it's that big a deal.
Lead Singer Crucifee: [Dying on the cross] Cheer up, Brian. You know what they say: some things in life are bad. They can really make you mad. Other things just make you swear and curse. When you're chewing on life's gristle, don't grumble; give a wh...
Sometimes I like to make music together with a singer or with singers.
Obviously, I'm not a singer. I don't consider myself a singer.
I was signed to RCA to be a country singer.
If the dog leads the man, the man is blind. If the man leads the dog, the man is married.
I don't think I'm the worst singer, but I don't think I'm the best singer.
I'm not trying to be a pop singer.
Luckily for me, when I was growing up in high school, I had a band, and I was a singer in the band. I'm less of a legit Broadway singer than I am a pop-rock singer.
I don't really think of myself as a folk singer.
I'm a rapper-singer, or singer-rapper - it's not one before the other. I do both.
Curiosity leads to knowledge. Knowledge leads to understanding. Understanding leads to love. Love leads to harmony. Be curious.
Theologians, dogs, and singers always disagree.
Williamson: As you heard, end of the month, top salesman on the board gets the Eldorado. Next man down gets the... Shelley Levene: What about the good leads? Williamson: The leads I've given you. Shelley Levene: But these leads are shit. They're old....
Truth leads to good deeds, and good deeds lead to Paradise. Falsehood leads to evil deeds, and evil deeds lead to the Fire.
I'm just a very primitive, infantile folk singer.
Well you can't teach the poetry, but you can teach the craft.
Reality only reveals itself when it is illuminated by a ray of poetry.
My mother was a singer, and both of her sisters were singers. There was always music around.
