I Want To Sing Like Aretha Franklin.

I Remember The Day Tdr. King Died. I Wasn't Angry At The Beginning. It Was Like Something Very Personal In My Life Had Been Touched And Finished.

You Wouldn't Be Allowed To Get On A Particular Bus, But You'd Be Asked To Sign Your Autograph.

I Made A Promise To Myself To Be Kinder To Other People.

Don't Be Afraid To Feel As Angry Or As Loving As You Can, Because When You Feel Nothing, It's Just Death.

I Really Do Hate To Sing.