Although the masters make the rules for the wise men and the fools, I've got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

An artist has got to be constantly in a state of becoming.

I kinda live where I find myself.

I was headed for the fantastic lights. No doubt about it. Could it be that I was being deceived? Not likely. I don't think I had enough imagination to be deceived; had no false hope, either. I'd come from a long ways off and had started from a long ways down. But now destiny was about to manifest itself. I felt like it was looking right at me and nobody else.

Behind every beautiful thing, there's some kind of pain.

What looks large from a distance, close up ain’t never that big.

Everything that I'm saying You can say it just as good