Natural fact is, I can't pay my taxes. Make me wanna holler and throw up on my hands.
Art is a way of possessing destiny.
Anger destroys your soul.
I'm hooked my friend to the boy who makes slaves out of men, and oh believe me, flying high in a friendly sky.
I'd been studying the microphone for a dozen years, and I suddenly saw what I'd been doing wrong. I'd been singing too loud. One night I was listening to a record by Lester Young, the horn player, and it came to me. Relax, just relax. It's all going to be all right.
LIVE for LIFE, but let live everybody