“To me, in a perfect world, you have the flavor and the magic of movies like 48 Hours, Lethal Weapon and Bad Boys.”

I always was like, “Yo, I’m here, I might as well get what I could take.”

There’s a lot of potential that goes unused in places like South Central L.A., a lot of brilliant, smart people who just don’t have that chance to show it.

Don’t talk about death, I’ve got too much life to live, To many orders to give.

The silver and black may have another home, but the Raiders will always belong to the people of Los Angeles.

Don’t worry about being a star, worry about doing good work, and all that will come to you.

I think reading is important in any form. I think a person who’s trying to learn to like reading should start off reading about a topic they are interested in, or a person they are interested in.

Doing it your own way, not having to go exactly by the book to be successful.

I feel like I got a whole lot of living to do before I think about summing it up in a book.

I’m not actually from Compton – I’m from South Central Los Angeles, and my father still lives in the same house I grew up in, so I’m there all the time.

I’m always happy. I’ve just got a mean face.

I grew up in the seventies and disco was big. That influenced me the most.

I think the worst thing you can do about a situation is nothing.

Don’t get a movie confused with real life. I’m a well-rounded human being like everyone else.

You pay to have a good time, you don’t always want to pay to be schooled or sad or reminded how bad you got it. To me a movie theater ain’t always the place for that.

I always want to read the script before I totally commit.

Rap is just somebody getting something off his chest. That’s all it is.

All creative art is magic, is evocation of the unseen in forms persuasive, enlightening, familiar and surprising.

I have to admit that I’m one of those people that thinks the dishwasher is a miracle.

Some stories are so familiar its like going home.

A work of art is one of mystery, the one extreme magic; everything else is either arithmetic or biology.

She can be dainty and still have claws. She can be sweet and still make fire. That’s her magic.

Your magic is too golden, too sky-opening, too hearts-bursting to be buried quietly away.

I have God in my words and the devil in my ear, and a sister who keeps telling me to find my magic.

You are made from the dust of the star’s magic being birthed from every step you take.