To me, very much of what is artistic is people's very creative and inventive ways out of impossible situations.

Let us turn our thoughts today to Martin Luther King and recognize that there are ties between us, all men and women living on the Earth. Ties of hope and love, sister and brotherhood, that we are bound together in our desire to see the world become a place in which our children can grow free and strong. We are bound together by the task that stands before us and the road that lies ahead. We are bound and we are bound.

All invisible from where we stand the connections come to pass, and though too strong to comprehend they affect us not the less.

One of my earliest memories was me singing 'Oh, What A Beautiful Mornin' at the top of my voice when I was seven. I got totally carried away. My grandmother, Sarah, was in the next room. I didn't even realise she was there. I was terribly embarrassed.

O, it's enough to be on your way. It's enough just to cover ground. It's enough to be moving on. Home: better build it behind your eyes. Carry it in your heart, Safe among your own.

Won't you look down upon me Jesus, you've got to help me make a stand. You just got to see me through another day.

I think that we're all totally isolated beings and always will be.