My dream is to be World Lightweight Champion in the UFC. Have more money than I know what to do with. And have a great life for my kids, grandkids, and everyone in my family.

I don’t mind saying, you know, that I don’t take a salary from the church, and God has blessed me with more money than I could imagine from my books.

I soothe my conscience now with the thought that it is better for hard words to be on paper than that Mummy should carry them in her heart.

For I can raise no money by vile means.

But, you know, you can’t be a star at home.

My dad was like a stage mother he always pushed me to do what I wanted.

We will always be a family. Always.

Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do… but how much love we put in that action.

My parents shared not only an improbable love, they shared an abiding faith in the possibilities of this nation. They would give me an African name, Barack, or blessed, believing that in a tolerant America your name is no barrier to success.

There are as many pillows of illusion as flakes in a snow-storm. We wake from one dream into another dream.

Marriage and family are ordained of God. The family is the most important social unit in time and in eternity. Under God’s great plan of happiness, families can be sealed in temples and be prepared to return to dwell in His holy presence forever. That is eternal life!

I had this child, and it destroyed my family.

Lack of money is the root of all evil.

When you have kids, you see life through different eyes. You feel love more deeply and are maybe a little more compassionate. It’s inevitable that that would make its way into your songwriting.

You make more money if you’re generous.

I loved writing for kids, I loved talking to children about what I’d written, I don’t want to leave that behind.

My mom’s one of 13 siblings, and they all got six kids, and till I was 13 everybody was in Compton.

As I got older, my pops tried to keep me involved with the culture by telling me the stories of the conflict between Ethiopia and Eritrea, how he came to America, and about our family back home, because all that side of my family – my aunties, grandparents – is in Africa.

I cannot remember a moment in my life when I have not felt the love of my family. We were a family that would have killed for each other – and we still are.

Liking money like I like it, is nothing less than mysticism. Money is a glory.

I get up early in the morning, 4 o’clock, and I sit at my desk and what I do is just dream. After three or four hours, that’s enough. In the afternoon, I run.

We had problems like all families but we had a lot of love. I was extremely loved. We always felt we had each other.

Like all the best families, we have our share of eccentricities, of impetuous and wayward youngsters and of family disagreements.

The events that I have attended to mark my Diamond Jubilee have been a humbling experience. It has touched me deeply to see so many thousands of families, neighbors and friends celebrating together in such a happy atmosphere.

When I cook for my family on Christmas, I make feijoada, a South American dish of roasted and smoked meats like ham, pork, beef, lamb, and bacon – all served with black beans and rice. It’s festive but different.

I live in Puerto Rico, my family lives in Puerto Rico, my friends. What happens in Puerto Rico matters to me.

My ultimate life dream project is my kids. My family.

I think that if all kids aspire to reach a point where they could feed themselves and a few of their friends, this would be good for the world surely.

When I chased after money, I never had enough. When I got my life on purpose and focused on giving of myself and everything that arrived into my life, then I was prosperous.

Remember that children, marriages, and flower gardens reflect the kind of care they get.

And I come here as a daughter, raised on the South Side of Chicago – by a father who was a blue-collar city worker and a mother who stayed at home with my brother and me.

You don’t choose your family. They are God’s gift to you, as you are to them.

My dad was very intelligent, had a very strong personality. I was amazed with my father.

It would have been difficult to have an ugly daughter.

Taxation is just a sophisticated way of demanding money with menaces.

My dad was the town drunk. Most of the time that’s not so bad; but New York City?

My mother is from another time – the funniest person to her is Lucille Ball; that’s what she loves. A lot of times she tells me she doesn’t know what I’m talking about. I know if I wasn’t her son and she was flipping through the TV and saw me, she would just keep going.

Christmas is the perfect time to celebrate the love of God and family and to create memories that will last forever. Jesus is God’s perfect, indescribable gift. The amazing thing is that not only are we able to receive this gift, but we are able to share it with others on Christmas and every other day of the year.

I never promise anything. I don’t promise anything to my mum. I don’t promise anything to the supporters.

OK, I have a nickname. My family calls me ‚Trey‘ because I’m William the third. My dad has the same name, which is always confusing because my dad is well known, and I’m also known.

I’m interested in the dream and subconscious mind, the peculiar dream-like quality of our lives, sometime nightmare quality of our lives.

If my mother knew I did this for a living, she’d kill me. She thinks I’m selling dope.

Together, we can help make sure that every family that walks into a restaurant can make an easy, healthy choice.

I’m just a friendly person; that runs in my family.

What life half gives a man, posterity gives entirely.

I think the notion that we have all the democracy that money can buy strays so far from what our democracy is supposed to be.

I will never win an Oscar, and do you know why? First of all, because I’m not Jewish. Secondly, I make too much money for all those old farts in the Academy.

A family looks for ways to support and inspire one another.

The African is my brother but he is my younger brother by several centuries.

If I walked into the kitchen without washing my hands as a kid, I’d hear a loud ‚A-hem!‘ from my mother or grandmother. Now I count on other people to do the same.

My grandpa was a preacher.

It is not the creation of wealth that is wrong, but the love of money for its own sake.

I’ve been my mom’s kitchen helper since I was a little kid.

Within one’s own family, money is not the measure of things, unless the person is an absolute Scrooge. Only the most extreme kind of monster would put a price on everything.

I want to work; then, as my kids get older, I want to have adventures. I want to visit all their countries: learn and live inside all their cultures.

I can make more generals, but horses cost money.

I sing seriously to my mom on the phone. To put her to sleep, I have to sing ‚Maria‘ from West Side Story. When I hear her snoring, I hang up.

Money has never made man happy, nor will it, there is nothing in its nature to produce happiness. The more of it one has the more one wants.

When I was younger, I was testing myself and questioning everything, but now it’s less about that and more about these are the years of my life with my family.

My father used to wear the same pants for like a week.

I had my jazz club and I had enough money. So I didn’t have to write for my living.