“I wish that being famous helped prevent me from being constipated.”

Little Willie John is the soul singer’s soul singer.

Who isn’t fascinated by evil?

Politics and hypocrites is turning us all into lunatics.

I’m hooked my friend to the boy who makes slaves out of men, and oh believe me, flying high in a friendly sky.

There are still times I feel unhappy and I must smile, and there are times I want to cry and I must laugh people rarely see the real Marvin Gaye.

When I get that feeling, I want some sexual healing.

Give out some love and you’ll find peace sublime.

Music, not sex, got me aroused.

For me, love carries the seeds of its own destruction.

Detroit turned out to be heaven, but it also turned out to be hell.

I’ve never had any problems with women. Having been one of the world’s greatest womanizers they’ve probably had more problems with me.

If you escape from people too often,, you wind up escaping from yourself.

Don’t you know how sweet and wonderful life can be?

I am not a star. At least, I don’t consider myself a star.

Ain’t no mountain high enough, ain’t no valley low enough, ain’t no river wide enough, to keep me from getting to you.

War is not the answer, for only love can conquer hate.

We must ruthlessly prevent a change of power.

And prevent the ball from going into the pivot man.

Those vestiges of natures left behind Which reason cannot quite expel from us Are still so slight that naught prevents a man From living a life even worthy of the gods.

God will excuse our prayers for ourselves whenever we are prevented from them by being occupied in such good works as to entitle us to the prayers of others.

Suicide sometimes proceeds from cowardice, but not always; for cowardice sometimes prevents it; since as many live because they are afraid to die, as die because they are afraid to live.

It is what we know already that often prevents us from learning.

Once a poet calls his myth a myth, he prevents the reader from treating it as a reality; we use the word “myth” only for stories we ourselves cannot believe.

That which prevents disagreeable flies from feeding on your repast, was once the proud tail of a splendid bird.