The rhythm is below me, the rhythm of the heat. The rhythm is around me, the rhythm has control. The rhythm is inside me, the rhythm has my soul.

The UN Declaration of Human Rights laid down what any person might reasonably expect, yet there are remarkably few people who enjoy these rights. With cameras in the hands of activists and meaningful distribution of those images, we will witness what really goes on in this world and hopefully want to change it.

The book of love has music in it In fact that's where music comes from Some of it is just transcendental Some of it is just really dumb

Holding still for a moment, what a moment this is, Oh for a moment of forgetting, a moment of bliss

Once the flames begin to catch the wind will blow it higher, oh Biko, Biko.

The dream is a world in which anyone who has anything bad happen to them has a chance of getting their story uploaded, being seen, being watched.

They think so small, they use small words. But not me, I'm smarter than that, I've worked it out. I'm stretching my mouth to let those big words come on out.