At 50, I began to know who I was. It was like waking up to myself.

Life began with waking up and loving my mother's face.

When I'm not working, I definitely I like waking up at noon.

I woke in the hour before dawn, stuck in that strange state where the memory of your dreams is still powerful enough to motivate your actions.

Oh, got no reason, got not shame
Got no family I can blame
Just don't let me disappear
I'mma tell you everything

Un des moments les plus pénibles de sa vie était celui où, chaque matin, en s'éveillant, il s'apprenait son malheur.