Roaming through the jungle of "Ohs" and "Ahs", searching for a more agreeable noise, I live a life of primitivity with the mind of a child and an unquenchable thirst for sharps and flats.

Without a deadline, baby, I wouldn't do nothing.

There are two kinds of worries - those you can do something about and those you can't. Don't spend any time on the latter.

Now I can say loudly and openly what I have been saying to myself on my knees.

The artist must say it without saying it.

There is nothing to keeping a band together. You simply have to have a gimmick, and the gimmick I use is to pay them money!

Hurry, get on board, it's comin', listen to those rails a-thrumming all aboard. Get on the "A" train, soon you will be on Sugar Hill in Harlem.