I was born with music inside me. Music was one of my parts. Like my blood
In memory everything seems to happen to music.
I haven’t understood a bar of music in my life, but I have felt it.
Master the music. And then forget all that bullshit and just play.
Music expresses feeling and thought, without language; it was below and before speech, and it is above and beyond all words.
Do not fear mistakes. There are none.
Music does bring people together. It allows us to experience the same emotions. People everywhere are the same in heart and spirit. No matter what language we speak, what color we are, the form of our politics or the expression of our love and our faith, music proves: We are the same.
My music is the spiritual expression of what I am: my faith, my knowledge, my being.
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.
Great music is that which penetrates the ear with facility and leaves the memory with difficulty. Magical music never leaves the memory.
Without music, life is a journey through a desert.