Quotes About Mariah

I was just obsessed with soul singers who had these big powerful voices. I used to listen to Aretha, Whitney, Mariah and try and imitate them, note for note and riff for riff.

He spent a few minutes reabsorbing his dungeon, and before she was gone, Mariah hugged him and squeaked, "To the victor go the spoiled spoils!

Apparently, he uses disguises sometimes in the course of his investigations. In his liaison with Mariah, he used them for discretion. He came to her once dressed as a chimney sweep. Quite invigorating, don't you think?

Honestly, everybody gets talked about. Some people control their press a little more than others. Some people feed the press and move it the way they want to. I don't do that.

The end of 2016, Mariah Carey got on stage, and it was mean. The technical difficulties that she came across, now everybody think that she was lost.

You know, when you start thinking about residencies in Las Vegas, you have J.Lo, Britney, Mariah, those types of stars. So to be performing next door or across the street from them, I'm just thrilled beyond my wildest dreams.

He couldn't jeopardize the saloon because of some silly infatuation with an outlaw. Even one as beautiful as Mariah Ayers.

I'd rather be onstage with a pig - a duet with Jennifer Lopez and me just ain't going to happen.

I really enjoyed working with Mariah, Alfre Woodward's character, because she's a wonderful actor, and I felt we had a natural chemistry that was reflective of real family members.

I'd love to do a film with Mariah. But it would have to be a comedy. She's the funniest woman in the world, she just cracks me up all the time.

It's great bein' on tour with Mariah, just because it's like, sold-out audiences, and it's packed from the ceiling to the floor. And when the crowd screams my name, it's just like, exuberating, or something. It's like, my whole body fills up and my adrenaline pumps very, very hard.

The crickets were incessant and plenteous, their swarming tune as monotonous as a Mariah Carey CD, though not quite as grating.

Elsewhere, they might call the wind Mariah, but here its name was Something Fishy.

Not now. On this night so divine, Mariah did no pleading. The only thing on her heart was gratitude. But she did have one request. She wanted to stay awake, wanted to see what freedom looked like, felt like at midnight, then at the cusp of dawn.

Growing up, the only acts that came to us in Alaska were the big ones. The Mariah Careys.

Memories pummeled Mariah as she climbed up the precarious wooden porch riddled with termite holes.

Every outlaw and every rattlesnake in the territory that knew what was good for him would stay well back today from Mariah Stover.