“Music, at its essence, is what gives us memories. And the longer a song has existed in our lives, the more memories we have of it.”

Change your words into truths and then change that truth into LOVE.

First of all, I’m no better than the next person.

Now some folks say that we should be glad for what we have. Tell me, would you be happy in Village Ghetto Land?

Law and order comes from having respect for one another.

It could have been worse. I could have been born black.

Music is a world within itself, with a language we all understand.

We all have ability. The difference is how we use it.

I think honestly, some people who think they’re gay, they’re confused.

I’m believing that miracles and blessings still exist.

Every day I searched for the star That never was in the sky Now I see that star is on the earth.

It’s up to to you to perfect that gift that you’ve been given. Put your spirit into that song. Focus on the words that you are singing. Get into the experience that you are singing about and sing your heart out.

My thing was always trying to do as much as I possibly could do. I wanted to do all the things the other kids did in the neighborhood.

Time is long but life is short.

There’s a Place in the Sun, where there’s hope for everyone.

My mother would cry about my blindness and the hopelessness of my ever seeing, but I told her I wasn’t sad. I believed God had something for me to do.

Don’t need cars cause we’ve learned to fly on Saturn.

Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.

It is God who is the ultimate reason things, and the Knowledge of God is no less the beginning of science than his essence and will are the beginning of things.

Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!

We cannot save people. But we can love them. And this is the highest expression of our essence.

When a reader falls in love with a book, it leaves its essence inside him, like radioactive fallout in an arable field, and after that there are certain crops that will no longer grow in him, while other, stranger, more fantastic growths may occasionally be produced.

The essential doesn’t change.

Few men realize that their life, the very essence of their character, their capabilities and their audacities, are only the expression of their belief in the safety of their surroundings.

I learned that one can never go back, that one should not ever try to go back – that the essence of life is going forward. Life is really a one way street, isn’t it?