I found this out over the years, that racism is a thinly veiled disguise over economics and money. It really is.

I started imagining this whole different world. It was a society of musicians, a family I hoped I could belong to one day.

Arts is just as important as military defense, you know? Emotional defense is just as important.

I look back and say, "This must have been somebody else." I am not going to tell you that when I was 4, I dreamed about all of this.

Everybody has their idiosyncrasies.

When I was about five or seven years old my mother was placed in a mental institution and so we were with our father who worked very hard, and we had to figure a lot of things out.

I don't remember feeling love.