I view my hair and clothes as functional art.

From then on, I realized this is what I want to do, what I'm supposed to do: Giving energy and receiving it back through applause. I love it. That's my world. I love it. I enjoy it. I live for it.

There are millions and billions of atoms of memory of all kinds of musical themes in me.

During childbirth and hospice I'll sing gospel songs that my grandma taught me when I was younger, or something I've made up, or I'll hum. I just play things that I think the audience will like.

Don't let anybody infiltrate your dream

Poor is the new black.

The light always shows on the outside if you are striving to be good on the inside.