I went to jail at 16 for stealing tires off Cadillacs. When I got out I said, Never again.

You're the first, the last, and my everything and the answer to all my dreams. You're my sun, my moon, my guiding star, my kind of wonderful, that's what you are

There's people making babies to my music. That's nice.

Disco deserved a better name, a beautiful name because it was a beautiful art form. It made the consumer beautiful. The consumer was the star.

I'm very happy with this new record. It's dealing with different aspects of love-it's me making a statement about people doing something with their lives. It is about caring for others.

The cops picked me up for attempted murder. I can still see the detectives, licking their chops. Thought they had me. Two weeks later, the cat came out of a coma and told the truth. I was innocent.

I quit high school on my birthday. It was my senior year and I didn't see the point. This was 1962, and I was ready to make music.

I kept my babies fed. I could have dumped them, but I didn't. I decided that whatever trip I was on, they were going with me. You're looking at a real daddy.

I'm never gonna quit, cause quitting' just ain't my schtick.

When I saw corruption, I was forced to find truth on my own. I couldn't swallow the hypocrisy.

I'm so thankful that your mine, your sweetness is my weakness.

Who is wise? He that learns from everyone. Who is powerful? He that governs his passions. Who is rich? He that is content. Who is that? Nobody.

Reality is myself, reality is only the perception of this instant and it can't be related to another person.

Every interaction in the marketplace produces some kind of evaluation or appraisal opportunity that can be conveyed to others by the person on the receiving end of the interaction.

Mother was, ' June thought, 'a beautiful little ornament that was damaged.' Her broken edges cut her daughters in ways both emotional and physical, and only sharpened with age.

Never try to out-stubborn a cat.

There are four varieties in society the lovers the ambitious observers and fools. The fools are the happiest.

You can't be a crazy rebel in the face of death, it's not a fitting attitude.

I think Barack Obama's foreign policy will be regarded more failure than success.

Explanation separates us from astonishment, which is the only gateway to the incomprehensible.

Give people plenty of opportunity to enjoy themselves by emphasizing ways that let people participate in the experience.