I like to get within handshaking distance of the crowd. If it happens, they know it, we know it, and that's all we came here for.

If it doesn't come from your heart, music just doesn't work.

Most of our stuff was trial and error. You live with a tape recorder, you turn it on, you play the song and you listen to it.

Songs don't wear out. Good songs are good now. If they were a comfort during those hard times in the past, they'll be a comfort in today's age.

If you pour some music on whatever's wrong, it'll sure help out.

The power of music just kinda kills all those ills; it cures everything and you’ve got more energy just from the music. And, I’ve never seen it fail. It’s good for ya; real good for ya.

Those bad times are important. They give you a chance to practice, listen, take stock, have a life, get your feet back on the ground, and maybe you'll live to tell the story.

If you give it good concentration, good energy, good heart and good performance, the song will play you.

Music is the language of heaven.

A friend of mine took me to Memphis advised me that I should get in the musicians' union. He gave me a set of drums and said, Stay on the job, son.

The crowd is just as important as the group. It takes everything to make it work.

Be good. It'll be a new experience.

Remember the bread you meet each day is still rising. Don't scare the dough.

What I am looking for is a blessing not in disguise.

I believe the world is incomprehensibly beautiful - an endless prospect of magic and wonder.

Always do whatever's next.

And fragile is thy tenure of this world Still haunted by the monstrous ghost of God. ("To Science")

The thing with kids is, if they want to grab for the gold ring, you have to let them do it, and not say anything. If they fall off, they fall off, but it's bad if you say anything.

With artists of my own generation there was at first no group identity - and never a clique.

I'm incredibly close to my family. I have two younger brothers; they're both artists and actors, and their work and the way they see the world inspires me.

What did I tell you about Mister Safety Catch?' said Vimes weakly. When Mister Safety Catch Is Not On, Mister Crossbow Is Not Your Friend,' recited Detritus, saluting.