What's in your soul is in your soul.

Loneliness comes with life.

I like being a woman, even in a man's world. After all, men can't wear dresses, but we can wear the pants.

In grammar school some of the girls had problems with me. My face was too light. My hair was too long. It was the black-consciousness period, and I felt really bad.

I decided long ago never to walk in anyone's shadow; if I fail, or if I succeed at least I did as I believe.

She's my teacher, my adviser, my greatest inspiration.

I love to sing, but it's just not fun anymore.