...you must play for the little fellow in the last row of the balcony who only has fifty cents to pay for a ticket.

For forty years I have play the oboe, and still I never know what is coming out. It is a perpetual anxiety. But maybe this is good-I have never the time to get myself bored.

Your playing is like salt water taffy. You see all the beautiful colors, red, yellow, blue, but they all taste the same.

I am very moody when I cook. I cook according to the way I feel at the moment. A little of this, a little of that, and almost always a coupcon of garlic. I never proceed by the rules.

The power of the Blood of Jesus, the Word of God & the name of Jesus are the believers weapons of defense against the Devil.

Her only weapons were her tears.

Number one, like yourself. Number two, you have to eat healthy. And number three, you've got to squeeze your buns. That's my formula.

After love, no one is what they were before.

In real life a right-angled triangle is very unlikely to have a square on its hypotenuse.

Many people come to reinvention when life changes around them, but people come in all different stripes. I'm oriented to change.

Certainly I've lived my whole life through my imagination. But the world of imagination is there for all of us--a sense of play, of pretending, of wonder. It's there with us as we live.

Economics in college was very poor; I was not very impressed with it. I actually wanted to study statistics. I discovered mathematical statistics as an undergraduate and was fascinated with it.

In the dictionary of satyagraha, there is no enemy.

Be careful not to compromise what you want most for what you want now.