Music Became My Refuge And Then My

Malcolm X Made Me Very Strong At A Time I Needed To Understand What I Was Angry About. He Had Peace In His Heart. He Exerted A Big Influence On Me.

Music Became My Refuge And Then My Salvation.

I Was Unique In That I Was A Kind Of Black That White People Could Accept. I Was Their Daydream. I Had The Worst Kind Of Acceptance Because It Was Never For How Great I Was Or What I Contributed. It Was Because Of The Way I Looked.

I Don't Have To Be An Imitation Of A White Woman That Hollywood Sort Of Hoped I'd Become. I'm Me, And I'm Like Nobody Else.

It's Not The Load That Breaks You Down, It's The Way You Carry It. Carry It By The Comfortable Handles Of Gratitude For What's Positive And That It Is Not Worse, Rather Than The Uncomfortable Edges Of Bitterness For The Negatives And That It Is Not Better.