I remember when I was 5 living on Pulaski Street in Brooklyn, the hallway of our building had a brass banister and a great sound, a great echo system. I used to sing in the hallway.

I need instant gratification.

I hear these melodies. I hear horn lines and string lines. That's what's fun about recording with an orchestra.

Why does a woman work ten years to change a man's habits and then complain that he's not the man she married?

My mother never really thought I could become anything.

I wish I could be like Shaw who once read a bad review of one of his plays, called the critic and said: 'I have your review in front of me and soon it will be behind me.'

Part of our society kills what it loves, despises what it's created. It really hates success.