Other arms reach out to me, Other eyes smile tenderly, Still in peaceful dreams I see, The road leads back to you.

Just because you can't see anything , doesn't mean you should shut your eyes.

Learning to read music in Braille and play by ear helped me develop a damn good memory.

There are many spokes on the wheel of life. First, we're here to explore new possibilities.

What is a soul? It's like electricity - we don't really know what it is, but it's a force that can light a room.

I'd like to think that when I sing a song, I can let you know all about the heartbreak, struggle, lies and kicks in the ass I've gotten over the years for being black and everything else, without actually saying a word about it.

If somebody don't like something that I do, that's his or her prerogative. Just like it's mine.