I think whether dance music had exploded in America, I still would've been a DJ a long time. This is my first love.

It's always important to me to play something other DJs aren't playing.

That's what a DJ is at the end of the day - someone who leads where the music goes. The only thing that's changed is that in America, people have woken up in the last few years and realized it.

I love disco and we sample it a lot for Duck Sauce. For me, that sound is kind of a new manifestation.

I was a bit of an outsider in the hip-hop world because I was a scratch kid and people weren't necessarily trying to hear that all the time.

There's a ton of amazing music that's not getting heard.

A few guys will get up there with turntables as purists, to play vinyl or whatever.

There's a lot of producers that are much more technical or gear-skilled than I am. But I have a pure idea of what I like and where I want to go and I follow that.

When I get up I still check the rap blogs before I check any kind of dance stuff.

I'm still a hip-hop producer. I never put a label on what I can do as a producer or a DJ.

We have to wake up early and make songs everyday. I run my record label. You work at hours where your body isn't designed to work. But it's fun.

You can't substitute material things for love or for gentleness or for tenderness or for a sense of comradeship

The biggest lie women tell themselves about men: When I get what I want, I will be happy.

I think the best thing I can hope to achieve is to educate, or make aware, as many people as possible on how the little things they do every day really do affect our environment.

She meant it as a compliment.

It's very possible that I could look like a kleptomaniac and a pathological liar and that's why I keep getting hired.

Men heap together the mistakes of their lives, and create a monster they call Destiny.

The greatest Christians in history seem to say that their sufferings ended up bringing them the closest to God - so this is the best thing that could happen, not the worst.

[...]women much like this prostitute fled toward Jesus, not away from him. The worse a person felt about herself, the more likely she saw Jesus as a refuge. Has the church lost that gift?

It is essential not only to the souls of painters and poets, who thrive in solitude, but to the rest of us, too--individuals whose canvas is our lives.