I'm not good at texting because I'm an older generation, old school. And nobody ever listens to the answering machine anymore. It's terrible.

There are no musically untalented people.

The most unique thing about music making is sharing.

If an artist tells you "this is an oak tree," then it better be an oak tree. It's how you proclaim things; if you say "the silence is the music," then it's the music.

Musical talent is maybe something, but there are no unmusical people. You're moved by music. It's total rubbish to say, "Oh, I'm unmusical." It doesn't exist; it's ridiculous.

You never know what you're going to share. I can play, I know what is written - the marks, the things the composer tells me to do - and I do it, but it will still sound different each day.

People can text with two hands and are so fast and I am not... I just have that one person I want to talk to.

I'm much better at saying something on the answering machine than texting.

I have one guy that I really have to talk to once a day, and if I don't talk to him once a day, I really feel like something is not completed. This is, like, an attraction story.

I think after music is performance because it is also an immaterial form of art, and then there's everything else.

I always talk about the hierarchy of art, and I always put music on the top of everything, because it's so immaterial.

Without a winking smiley or other blatant display of humor, it is utterly impossible to parody a Creationist in such a way that someone won't mistake it for the genuine article.

I'd been living luminously between two eternities of darknness.

And she is going to dance, dance hungry, dance full, dance each cold astonishing moment, now when she is young and again when she is old.

Ain't nothing stronger than the heart of dixie.

My errors are by now natural and incorrigible; but the good that worthy men do the public by making themselves imitable, I shall perhaps do by making myself evitable.

loneliness has its roots in words,in internal conversation that nodbody answers,solitude has it's roots in the great silence of eternity.

This world is indeed a living being endowed with a soul and intelligence ... a single visible living entity containing all other living entities, which by their nature are all related.

So long as there are nobles and commoners, the wealthy and the poor, those with power will be heard, and those without ignored. That's the world.

I know I have to keep up my image. It's all about how you handle the situation.