The Best Is Yet To Come And

Fresh Air Makes Me Throw Up. I Can't Handle It. I'd Rather Be Around Three Denobili Cigars Blowing In My Face All Night.

You Better Get Busy Living, Because Dying's A Pain In The Ass.

Las Vegas Is The Only Place I Know Where Money Really Talks--it Says, Goodbye.

The Reading Of The Song Is Vital. The Written Word Is First Always . . . First. Not Belittling The Music, But It Really Is A Backdrop. To Convey The Meaning Of A Song You Need To Look At The Lyric And Understand It.

A Friend To Me Has No Race, No Class And Belongs To No Minority. My Friendships Were Formed Out Of Affection, Mutual Respect And A Feeling Of Having Something Strong In Common. These Are Eternal Values That Cannot Be Racially Classified. This Is The Way I Look At Race.