The main point for me is moral; animals are sentient beings. I know for some this is a hard argument to accept, but we're not built to eat a lot of meat.

You can't make people change, but the organizers of WorldFest hope that people consider being vegetarian for both moral and health reasons

No matter how big or soft or warm your bed is, you still have to get out of it.

I like being in a recording studio. I like watching a song go from the simplicity of the original music.

Through literacy you can begin to see the universe. Through music you can reach anybody. Between the two there is you, unstoppable.

I don't want to see old people doing rap or rock and roll. It makes me cringe.

When the truth is found to be lies, and all the joy within you dies.

I collect stuffed animals, and toy stores make me happy.

Insignificant events can take on monumental proportions when your head is full of practically nothing.

When you get older, it's not about what you did that you regret, it's what you didn't do.

It's really a drag to sit around when you're old, and think, 'Ah, gee, I never went to France.' Go to France. Life is very short; you've got to pack it all in there.

100% of a Guru’s marketing plan depends on you holding the belief that you are not enough

Every day I ran to that book like it was a bottle of whiskey and crawled inside because it was a world that I had at least some control over, and slowly, in time, it began to take shape.

try not just to become a person of success but rather a person of value.

Journalism, some huge percentage of it, should be devoted to putting pressure on power, on nonsense, on chicanery of all kinds and if that's going to invite a lawsuit, well, bring it on.

Black people are the most talented people in the world.

We all live in a televised goldfish bowl.

Good work is good work wherever it is.

I think that being thrown into instant fame must be, at times, difficult.

I feel the need to reaffirm all of it, the whole unhappy territory and all the things loved and unloveable in it, for it is all part of me.

Anubis frowned. He locked his very nice eyes with mine. “You’re not dead.” “No,” I said. “Though we’re trying awfully hard.