I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees.

Love liberates. Love - not sentimentality, not mush - but true love gives you enough courage that you can say to somebody, "Don't do that, baby." And the person will know you're not preaching but teaching.

And when great souls die, after a period peace blooms, slowly and always irregularly. Spaces fill with a kind of soothing electric vibration. Our senses, restored, never to be the same, whisper to us. They existed. They existed. We can be. Be and be better. For they existed.

As soon as healing takes place, go out and heal somebody else.

The music was my friend, my lover, my family.

The truth is, no one of us can be free until everybody is free.

I've lived many places on the planet, and I still have friends in many places.