I absolutely do not think that I have even a vague recollection of what normal life is like.

I don't know much about auctions. I sometimes go to previews and see art sardined into ugly rooms. I've gawked at the gaudy prices, and gaped at well-clad crowds of happy white people conspicuously spending hundreds of millions of dollars.

There is so much talent out there and not quite as much opportunity.

I still love radio, but TV is also an awesome platform.

The ears of men are lesser agents of belief than their eyes.

I think it's crucial that we remember the lives of people, not their deaths. Our deaths are not our lives.