I travel the garden of music, thru inspiration. Its a large, very large garden, seen? – Peter Tosh
And I ask why am I black, they say I was born in sin, and shamed inequity. One of the main songs we used to sing in church makes me sick, love wash me and I shall be whiter than snow. – Peter Tosh
To have the truth in your possession you can be found guilty, sentenced to death. – Peter Tosh
In the beginning there was the word. The word was Jah. The word is in I, Jah is in I. I make what is good, better, and what is better, best. I follow this in every aspect of life. – Peter Tosh
In the traditional urban novel, there is only survival or not. The suburban idea, the conformist idea, that agony can be seen to and cured by doctors or psychoanalysis or self-knowledge is nowhere to be found in the city. Talking is a way of life, but it is not a cure. Same with religion. – Jane Smiley