“When I’m flying, I really like to listen to piano music. Something impressionistic, loud and beautiful.”

Flying can be such a claustrophobic experience, it’s nice to open that up a bit with music.

I really discovered the almost transcending power of music. And I think that is why I am so into it.

The orchestral or symphonic music never interested me.

Even though music is something I travel around doing, it is also a very private thing. A sort of escapism.

This time, I wanted to know if I was able to create images with words, with the sound of words.

I don’t have the feeling of being motivated by anger, revenge or frustration.

I think that’s a good thing when the one who is listening, is feeling it in a different way that the one who creates.

The best thing about Berlin was that I got to be surrounded by people who pursue their ideas for themselves.

I learned that music should be fun and should be a way to express yourself, that there aren’t really any rules.

We are all listening with different perspectives. I don’t want to impose my subjectivity to the listener.

I love the conversation between film and music.

The piano and the singing are two equal things to me – maybe not inseparable but very connected. You can say they are like two equal voices.

On the last album, I didn’t want to disturb the melody with too many stories.

It was more from my own relationship with the instruments at this time, figuring out the instrument and then having to learn different pieces that I really got into music.

There was a band very early on in our class, and I played in that band and as a teenager, I continued.

Sometimes I feel like a melody doesn’t have anything to do with me, but it’s just something that comes, is accumulated from me playing on the piano, and then this little creature just appears.

It was as though all my hostilities, anxieties, and conflicts were in one ball that was flying away into space, farther from me all the time, leaving me content with myself

The biggest problem is getting beyond the “you can’t” syndrome. The moment you figure that out, you’re on your way to flying.

I love flying. I’ve been to almost as many places as my luggage.

Flying the Feathered Edge captures my life story in an authentic and accurate way. I don’t know how it could have been done any better.

The most important thing in fighting was shooting, next the various tactics in coming into a fight and last of all flying ability itself.

I’ve been on what I call my UFO Tour, which means, like UFOs, I too have been appearing in small southern towns in front of a handful of hillbillies lately.

As with most phobias, the fear of flying does make some sense, but if ever there was a fear worth quashing then this is it. After all, life is short, and there’s a great big world to explore out there.

I decided blacks should not have to experience the difficulties I had faced, so I decided to open a flying school and teach other black women to fly.