Take it off, baby, take it all off. I want you the way you came into the world.

Blacks own so little of the music business, it's pathetic. But I see that changing soon. Black artists, black businessmen and women will unite.

We are all gods, all forces of nature. We can destroy, we can build. We are like oceans and like fires.

I'll come to you with gifts of knowledge, wisdom and truth.

As a boy, I believed freedom for America meant freedom for me. There was a time I believed every word spoken.

All I had was the will and the love for music. I couldn't read music or write it. No connections, no car, no money, no bankroll, no clothes, no nothing.

The women used the music to get their men to relate to them better: "talk to me, tell me what's on your mind." Men used the music to get the girls in the mood to make love. So either way you had it, Barry White is the one artist who actually was in your bedroom with you at your most sacred, sensuous moment of your life.