They think so small, they use small words. But not me, I'm smarter than that, I've worked it out. I'm stretching my mouth to let those big words come on out.

People have the strength to overcome their bodies. Their beauty is in their minds.

Dream big and surround yourself with brilliance, even if you end up dressed up like a flower or a sexually transmitted disease.

Surround yourself with brilliance.

I hold the line, the line of strength that pulls me from the fear.

From the pain come the dream From the dream come the vision From the vision come the people From the people come the power From this power come the change.

Music is a spiritual doorway. ... Its power comes from the fact that It plugs directly into the soul.

Words, they climb all over you/'Til they uncover you From where you hide.

Whenever there's a camera around, a video or film camera, it's a great deal harder for those in power to bury the story.

Deadlines are things that we pass through on the way to finishing.

Self-conscious, uncertain, I'm showered by the dust. But the spirit enters into me and I submit to trust.

Imagine if you were performing at your full potential, the lives you would change - including yours. Just imagine...

Sadness is one of the best universities in life! Though bad things take good things from us, they do give us useful things as well!

Life, in my estimation, is a biological misadventure that we terminate on the shoulders of six strange men whose only objective is to make a hole in one with you.

For my part, if I consider poetry as an object, I maintain that it is born of the necessity of adding a vocal sound (speech) to the hammering of the first tribal music.

And I think that Africa is making progress that the world needs to recognize and assist the continent to continue on that path.

I grew up dancing, and my ballet teacher was literally a drill sergeant; she was so strict and so scary. And it made me a better dancer.

Words have a love for each other, a desire that culminates in poetry.

In her beauty rests (both) my death and my life.

Mother's life flowed radiant. Flourescent-tipped waves on incoming tides.

Reviews for someone like me come in three packages. One is justifiable praise, the second is justifiable criticism, and the third is, "This is only published because he's a celebrity."