“My mother's voice and my father's fists are two bookends of my childhood, and they form the basis of my art.”
“My mother was a royal virgin," Peterson said, "and my father a shower of gold. My childhood was pastoral and energetic and rich in experiences which developed my character. As a young man I was noble in reason, infinite in faculty, in form express and admirable, and in apprehension..." Peterson went on and on and although he was, in a sense, lying, in a sense he was not.”
“My father is an apparition, and my mother is semiconscious.”
“Music is my mother and my father; it is my work and my rest...my blood...my compass...my love...”
“My mother's blood that would last forever after. The blood of my brother, my grandfather, my father. ”
“My father's a preacher, my mother's a teacher, thus . . . I rhyme.”