Divas need their furs!

Disco music in the '70s was just a call to go wild and party and dance with no thought or conscience or regard for tomorrow.

Going on with life, it only gets more and more intense as time goes by - and the challenges only multiply.

I was stranded in Disco. I went to dozens of darkened places with enough flashing lights to drive the average person mad. I felt lost in the pulse of sheer panic.

I don't worry about being in a hurry anymore, because my faith in God will always deliver me on time.

You can't very well live in a castle while your kin is on the poor side of town and barely have enough food. Some want you to get to the top and rely on you making it for them, too.

The morning after my high-school graduation found me up early job hunting. The dream of college I put on the back burner.

Good and bad - this is the story of my life.

If you stick around long enough, people start referring to you as a survivor. Suddenly I found myself on the receiving end of several prestigious awards.

I worshipped Berry Gordy for the creative dreams he had made come true.

The world I was born into was one filled with music.

As a result of subduing the forces of nature with the tools that we invent, we find ourselves today at the point where the force of our tools has become a greater concern than the forces of nature.

Run to meet the future or it's going to run you down.

The American people are both anxious for change. We're in a time of flux.

Time is short. Eternity is long. It is only reasonable that this short life be lived in the light of eternity.

Don't look left nor right and never compete. Never. Watching the other guy is what kills all forms of energy.

The French are wiser than they seem, and the Spaniards seem wiser than they are.

From the first, I made my learning, what little it was, useful every way I could.

Follow your dreams and take your risks.

But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes, Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel, Making a famine where abundance lies, Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.