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Since God had commanded it, it was necessary that I do it. Since God commanded it, even if I had a hundred fathers and mothers, even if I had been a King's daughter, I would have gone nevertheless.

Whatever our bedtime was as kids, we could stay up an extra half hour if we were reading. My parents didn't care as long as I was under the spell of a Stephen King or a Douglas Adams. Now I read in bed. I read at work. I read standing in line. It's like, 'Hello, my name is Nathan and I am a reader.'

I'd hear some beautiful Sade or Kings Of Convenience ballad remixed in a club and I liked that these simple little songs seemed to be masquerading. They had put on superhero costumes, got all beefy, and here they were on the dancefloor. I was interested in that. I can't make electronic beats, so I leave it to the pros like Boys Noize and Chromeo.

Khomeini was not a puppet like Arafat or Qaddafi or the many other dictators I met in the Islamic world. He was a sort of Pope, a sort of king - a real leader.

My mom was an amazing singer and music was a big part of my life, so I grew up listening to Nat King Cole, Johnny Mathis, Henry Mancini; I used to watch 'The Andy Williams Show' on TV. I was very musical, so I was watching stuff that most kids my age wouldn't be interested in.

I wrote poetry, which got me into lyrics. Stevie Wonder, Carole King, Elton John pulled me into pop. I started singing with a band - just for fun - when I was 17. And pretty soon, I was thinking I could sing pop in English as well as Spanish.

My inspirations include the Beatles - love, love, love them - Elton John, Carole King, and Stevie Wonder.

In the kingdom of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.

Dr. King used to say, 'I was sitting in the back of the bus, but my mind was always up front.' Don't let anybody tell you that you can't do it. You aim high and you work very hard and now I think it's clear that you can be anything you want to.

Kings are like stars,-they rise and set, they have The worship of the world, but no repose.

Are we going to be a services power? The double-cheeseburger-hold-the-mayo kings of the world?

After years spent trying to deal with the effects of COINTELPRO, my rage at the FBI's almost unimaginable evil remains undiminished because I believe that it succeeded in many of its horrifying goals, given the deaths of Martin King, Malcolm X, and other sixties leaders. Since the FBI uses taxpayer dollars to fund its extreme and ridiculous investigations of anyone who expresses dissenting opinions, even resorting to crime - including theft, encouragement to murder, subornation of perjury, and manipulation of the judicial process - to achieve its ends, I have always advocated its disbanding.

He that plays the king shall be welcome- his Majesty shall_x000D__x000D_have tribute of me; the adventurous knight shall use his foil and_x000D__x000D_target; the lover shall not sigh gratis; the humorous man shall_x000D__x000D_end his part in peace; the clown shall make those laugh whose_x000D__x000D_lungs are tickle o' th' sere; and the lady shall say her mind_x000D__x000D_freely, or the blank verse shall halt fort.

This royal throne of kings, this scepter'd isle, This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars, This other Eden, demi-Paradise.

An earnest conjuration from the King,_x000D__x000D_As England was his faithful tributary,_x000D__x000D_As love between them like the palm might flourish,_x000D__x000D_As peace should still her wheaten garland wear_x000D__x000D_And stand a comma 'tween their amities,_x000D__x000D_And many such-like as's of great charge,_x000D__x000D_That, on the view and knowing of these contents,_x000D__x000D_Without debatement further, more or less,_x000D__x000D_He should the bearers put to sudden death,_x000D__x000D_Not shriving time allow'd.

Strong reasons make strong actions let us go If you say ay, the king will not say no.

This sleep is sound indeed; this is a sleep_x000D__x000D_That from this golden rigol hath divorc'd_x000D__x000D_So many English kings.

Besides, our nearness to the King in love_x000D__x000D_Is near the hate of those love not the King.

Flesh and blood,_x000D__x000D_You, brother mine, that entertain'd ambition,_x000D__x000D_Expell'd remorse and nature, who, with Sebastian-_x000D__x000D_Whose inward pinches therefore are most strong-_x000D__x000D_Would here have kill'd your king, I do forgive thee,_x000D__x000D_Unnatural though thou art.

Titus Andronicus, my lord the Emperor_x000D__x000D_Sends thee this word, that, if thou love thy sons,_x000D__x000D_Let Marcus, Lucius, or thyself, old Titus,_x000D__x000D_Or any one of you, chop off your hand_x000D__x000D_And send it to the King: he for the same_x000D__x000D_Will send thee hither both thy sons alive,_x000D__x000D_And that shall be the ransom for their fault.

Let us our lives, our souls,_x000D__x000D_Our debts, our careful wives,_x000D__x000D_Our children, and our sins, lay on the King!