I was an only child, and Mother was always right with me all my life. I used to get very angry at her when I was growing up-it's a natural thing.

I never had, like, a nanny that took care of me. My mom always fed me breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

My father really was not the dominant person who raised the family, it was my mother who raised the family.

Mama was my greatest teacher, a teacher of compassion, love and fearlessness. If love is sweet as a flower, then my mother is that sweet flower of love.

It bothered me that my mother was crying all the time. She thought God might be punishing her for something... So I just told her I was happy to be blind and I think she felt better after that.

My mother has always been unhappy with what I do. She would rather I do something nicer, like be a bricklayer.