Our dad was a great guy and we will never forget him.

What is classical music if not the epitome of sensuality, passion, and understated erotica that popular music, even with all of its energy and life, cannot even begin to touch?

When you arrive at your destination, pay absolutely no attention to the thing people call jetlag.

Normally, the same strange impulse which brings a crowd to an accident is present in the reaction to a concert in which something goes wrong.

A good example of how it must have been is today's world of conducting, which is still utterly dominated by men, and the prejudice the few female conductors have to battle even today is astounding.

I am very lucky and grateful to have this living link to a past era, the violin presumably having much more history to it than the later portion that I know.

There are no benefactors in Canada because there is no incentive.

Although I do not have a family, I have eyes, ears and imagination, and know, as most people know, that the importance of one's children is paramount.

Let me be very honest and just say that if any airline would let me take the violin and the laptop on board I would fly that airline all the time.

There is no earthly reason why a solo string instrument or voice, having the possibility to play or sing pure intonation, should want, or try, to be tempered.

I see no reason to hide who I am or what I look like.

The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.

The search which takes place in my studio might best be described as a mining operation, a vertical dig in which a number of discoveries are apt to surface from a single shaft.

When the Sun shrinks to a dull red dwarf, it will not be dying. It will just be starting to live and everything that has gone before will merely be a prelude to its real history.

Lord Maccon looked up. “Grovel, you say?” Lyall did not glance away from the latest vampire report he was perusing. “Grovel, my lord.

Religion is the answer to that cry of Reason which nothing can silence, that aspiration of the soul which no created thing can meet, that want of the heart which all creation cannot supply.

When I was young I pitied the old. Now old, it is the young I pity.

I've read some of your modern free verse and wonder who set it free.

Mealtime's the only time I get to devote to the things of the spirit.

Don't say I gotta do anything in life. There is nothing you gotta do. But I want to.

Make haste” Jane added, just because she always wanted to say that.