Miles Davis was doing something inherently African, something that has to do with all forms of American music, not just jazz.

I cringed when I heard myself described as a Jazz singer. I've always thought of myself as a Jazz vocalist.

Being black, I'm involved in the reparations movement. It's focused toward the African-American audience. We could begin to heal.

I was never interested in singing in the church or school. I was more interested in becoming a musician.

My grandmother sang, too, and she was really loud. It was this wild kind of singing. I count her among my influences.

My father had all kinds of instruments in the house that he would hide from my mother. He bought them through mail order!

Miles Davis was a master. In every phase of his career, he understood that this music was a tribute to the African muse.

I'm always imagining some sort of story behind the song, even the ones I haven't written. I'm actively engaging in playacting.

Everything I do is collaborative. It's just my way. I'm really very interested in how the other musicians perceive the song.

I'm always looking for ways to develop as a Jazz artist, to find different ways of using my voice.

Here, in this quiet place we own, worlds are born.

I am proud to be Nepali.

If you need me to tell you that if you serve God, you'll get a Mercedes, you're lost.

When you treat yourself right, you run better and more efficiently. Which means you don't have to go 100 miles an hour to get everything done.

The nearest approach to immortality on earth is a government bureau.

History could hover, like a faint perfume or a memory stamped on the back of one's eyelids.

Your questions are false if you already know the answer.

The ways of the British are inscrutable but they always seem to obtain their own ends without compromising their dignity or their honor.

Sometimes a perceived obstacle is just an opportunity in disguise.

The false separation between living and giving must end.

Where there is a living memory of struggle, they have a living memory of the rebellion. Where there's no struggle afterward the rebellion is forgotten.