When I'm sitting in the church alone, I can hear singing of the old people. I can hear their singing and I can hear their praying, and sometimes I hum one of their songs.

What I miss today more than anything else - I don't go to church as much anymore - but that old-time religion, that old singing, that old praying which I love so much. That is the great strength of my being, of my writing.

A myth is an old lie that people believe in. White people believe that they're better than anyone else on earth - and that's a myth.

I write with as much objectivity as I can.

I still love to do the old songs. I know some people don't.

Sometimes when you're with the same old people, you get the same old thing.