“You heard about, through word of mouth, Big Bird is out, he’s in the house. He’s turnin’ up, with Snuffleup, They’re really gettin’ their hustle up.”

And the blunts and liquor killing our lungs and liver. The asthmatic drug-addict, I function with it

Crazy frustration, about my lovin situation; When patience was a virtue…but I wasn’t used to waitin.

The principles of true hip-hop have been forsaken, It’s all contractual and about money makin’.

My main concern is that there is a balance in the system and that some art-based hip-hop can get out to the masses, ’cause right now people are not responding to what they don’t know.

They stick together like Velcro, There Grover go, there’s Elmo. And Cookie Monster there, look he likes To take selfies with his cell phone. They got a homegirl named Abby, Her last name is Cadabby,

I once heard some idiot on the radio saying that all great art has suffering as its dominant theme, and that the greatest artists are only able to create because they suffer immensely in their own lives. What a bunch of bullshit.

When truth and reason cannot be heard, then must presumption rule.

We had a relationship that lasted 44 years. Herbert and I lived together 10 years before we were married. He always gave me a little heart for whatever anniversary.

So long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer and courage, so long are you young. When your heart is covered with the snows of pessimism and the ice of cynicism, then, and then only, are you grown old. And then, indeed as the ballad says, you just fade away

Even one voice can be heard loudly all over the world in this day and age.

How happy it is to believe, with a steadfast assurance, that our petitions are heard even while we are making them; and how delightful to meet with a proof of it in the effectual and actual grant of them.

Did you hear something, nora? Vee asked. I thought i heard something. You definitely heard something, i agreed. Could that be a dog fart i heard? Vee asked me.

I felt the music like a physical thing; it didn’t just sit in my ears, it flowed through me, around me, made my senses vibrate. It made my skin prickle and my palms dampen…It was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard.