If kids say I'm just a gospel rapper, I won't be able to get in their cars.

When I work fourteen hours a day, seven days a week, I get lucky.

We got to pray just to make it today.

The biggest mistake to me is complacency.

Just think of something that would be "wonderful" if it were only "possible". Then set out to make it possible.

Every time you see me that Hammer's just so hype I'm dope on the floor and I'm magic on the mic

People will always work harder if they're getting well paid and if they're afraid of losing a job which they know will be hard to equal. As is well known, if you pay peanuts, you get monkeys.

This is it for a winner, Dance to this and you're gonna get thinner, Move slide your rump, Just for a minute let's all do the bump, Bump, bump, bump yeah.

When I see everyone rushing in one direction, I know it's time to move the other way.

Automating a mess yields an automated mess.

My very first kiss happened when I was 6, underneath some desks during 'nap time', but my first real kiss happened when I was 15 in the parking lot at a Mexican food restaurant.

Create your own miracles, don't just wait for miracles to happen. Infinite possibilities exist by keeping focus on what you really want.

I can't promise to becalm, dignified, and indifferent, like a rock by the sea...If my heart's going to break, let it break from anger, grief, or

My life has always been rapid and crazy. It has just gotten a little faster.

I respect country music because I feel like it's more about the talent and the songwriting.

This culture seems to be so obsessed with sexuality, the good and the bad of it. Every advertisement, every preacher, everybody's concerned, one way or the other about sexuality.

Doesn't surprise me," Nana snorted. "I wouldn't put anything past your late husband." "He's not dead, Nana." Nana sighed. "Hope springs eternal.

Writing should be the settlement of dew on the leaf.

Great thoughts, great feelings came to them, Like instincts, unawares.

One who preserves all the exterior decencies of ignorance.

Great melody over great riffs is, to me, the secret of it all.