“The illusion of freedom will continue as long as it’s profitable to continue the illusion.”

Reality is what it is, not what you want it to be.

Music is the only religion that delivers the goods.

If you want to get laid, go to college. If you want an education, go to the library.

Don’t mind your make-up, you’d better make your mind up.

Politics is the entertainment branch of industry.

Nobody looks good with brown lipstick on.

Environmental laws were not passed to protect our air and water, they were passed to get votes.

The more you can escape from how horrible things really are, the less it’s going to bother you and then, the worse things get.

The only difference between a cult and a religion is the amount of real estate they own.

There are more love songs than anything else. If songs could make you do something we’d all love one another.

A composer’s job involves the decoration of fragments of time.

Sometimes you got to get sick before you can feel better.

Beauty is a pair of shoes that makes you wanna die.

Writing about music is like dancing about architecture.

Don’t go to bed with any woman crazier than you are.

The difference between religions and cults is determined by how much real estate is owned.

Until all Africans stand and speak as free human beings, equal in the eyes of the Almighty; until that day, the African continent shall not know peace.

At times history and fate meet at a single time in a single place to shape a turning point in man’s unending search for freedom.

Forgiveness is setting the prisoner free, only to find out that the prisoner was me.

It’s important that we share our experiences with other people. Your story will heal you and your story will heal somebody else. When you tell your story, you free yourself and give other people permission to acknowledge their own story.

I’m a free agent so I’m probably gonna be signing a major deal that I’m gonna be announcing pretty soon, and a few good singles are coming out.

Blood and tears are going to be our lot, whether we like them or not. Our blood and tears will flow; maybe the parched soil of India needs them so that the fine flower of freedom may grow again.

A tyrst with destiny – A the stroke of midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awaken to life and Freedom.

I like to be a free spirit. Some don’t like that, but that’s the way I am.