... Geniuses have a little extra something. There's that little something that you know is a little different.

You can't sing about love unless you know about it.

I'm not much on gimmicks. I never have been because they don't last.

I'm used to hearing myself. My own voice.

When you're playing music, say for instance, you're playing a part of the band and you're looking at your music, your horn is down into the stand. This way, it's

I don't have perfect pitch, but I have relative pitch. I'm glad I don't have perfect pitch because perfect pitch can drive you crazy.

If you want to be a doctor, a lawyer you must go to college. But if you want to be a musician or such, study your craft. Study music.

I'm a firm believer and I think my religion is inside.

I just went to Harvard a little while, because I graduated from Armstrong High School in Washington and then I went up there but I didn't stay that long because I went into show business.

If you want to be a musician, study your craft. Study music.

When Byrd came out of there, he had written a lot things while he was in the hospital.

As Dostoevski said: 'Love in action is a harsh and dreadful thing compared with love in dreams.

Life is filled with all goods and bads around each one of us, It's our rights to choose the path and we are responsible of all our deeds and consequences.

I will not move an inch

No one who works a forty hour week will ever beat me.

That's what my mother doesn't understand about my lipstick and dark clothes. I don't wear tattoos to freak her out; I wear them because I have to. It's me.

Know what you want to do - then do it. Make straight for your goal and go undefeated in spirit to the end.

To hate and to fear is to be psychologically ill. It is in fact the consuming illness of our time.

I think people dream in their own way, dreams are extremely personal, even from person to person. They are completely individual.

The noblest lord is ushered in By the practicing physician, And the humblest lout is ushered out By a certified mortician. And in between, they find their foyers Alive with summonses from lawyers.

Man has always sacrificed truth to his vanity, comfort and advantage. He lives not by truth but by make-believe.