Take away the In God We Trust, tell me what the hell is wrong with us.

While the angels sing, I'd ask you to marry me, give you the sun for a diamond ring, if I could do those things.

People can say whatever they want about you without knowing the facts. They can criticize you without even knowing you, and hate you when they don't even know you. All of a sudden, you're, like, the bin Laden of America. Osama bin Laden is the only one who knows exactly what I'm going through.

I was the highest-paid street performer, probably, in the history of Chicago. I was making like $800 a day.

When you're me, when you're R. Kelly, everybody wants a piece of you, and if you don't give 'em a piece they'll find a way to get a piece of you one way or the other.

Deep within us all there is an amazing inner sanctuary of the soul, a holy place, a Divine Center, a speaking Voice. . . . Life from the Center is a life of unhurried peace and power. It is simple. It is serene. It is amazing. It is radiant.

My greatest competition is, well, me.