The music is all around us. All you have to do is listen.

I like to imagine that what I hear came from my mother and father. Maybe the notes I hear, are the same ones they heard, the night they met. Maybe that’s how they found each other. Maybe that’s how they’ll find me. I believe that once upon a time, long ago, they heard the music and followed it.

What do you want to be in the world? I mean the whole world. What do you want to be? Close your eyes and think about that.

You got to love music more than you love food. More than life. More than yourself.

You never quit on your music. No matter what happens. Because anytime something bad happens to you, it’s the one place you can escape to and just let it go.