I will always dance in the street.

Disco music in the '70s was just a call to go wild and party and dance with no thought or conscience or regard for tomorrow.

Going on with life, it only gets more and more intense as time goes by - and the challenges only multiply.

I was stranded in Disco. I went to dozens of darkened places with enough flashing lights to drive the average person mad. I felt lost in the pulse of sheer panic.

I don't worry about being in a hurry anymore, because my faith in God will always deliver me on time.

You can't very well live in a castle while your kin is on the poor side of town and barely have enough food. Some want you to get to the top and rely on you making it for them, too.

The morning after my high-school graduation found me up early job hunting. The dream of college I put on the back burner.

Good and bad - this is the story of my life.

If you stick around long enough, people start referring to you as a survivor. Suddenly I found myself on the receiving end of several prestigious awards.

I worshipped Berry Gordy for the creative dreams he had made come true.

The world I was born into was one filled with music.

Publishing is a very mysterious business. It is hard to predict what kind of sale or reception a book will have, and advertising seems to do very little good.

My only fear is that I may live too long. This would be a subject of dread to me.

[That] my body be buried as cheaply as possible and no speeches be permitted at my funeral.

The entirety of the world's knowledge is in your pants right now.

I'm sure other writers have no difficulties writing nice.

As a self-respecting dude, I'd never believed in fairy tales, but in that moment, I did. I'd found my angel to live happily-ever-after with.

Life is like a book that never ends. Chapters close, but not the book itself.

As long as men are men, a poor society cannot be too poor to find a right order of life, nor a rich society too rich to have need to seek it.

I don't pay attention to how I feel about anything.

Man is a slow, sloppy and brilliant thinker; the machine is fast, accurate and stupid.