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.

I went to jail at 16 for stealing tires off Cadillacs. When I got out I said, Never again.

Disco deserved a better name, a beautiful name because it was a beautiful art form. It made the consumer beautiful. The consumer was the star.

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.

No one could understand the bond between me and my brother. I struggled to understand the forces that drove his soul in one direction and mine in another.

We forget that this music, music made by my brothers and sisters, is still a baby. It's just beginning. When I think of the possibilities, it makes me smile.

I quit high school on my birthday. It was my senior year and I didn't see the point. This was 1962, and I was ready to make music.