Business logic and musical logic are utterly incompatible.

Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence.

Quiet is the absence of sound. Silence is the presence of silence.

If the audience doesn't hear what is going on, is it going on?

Usually people think that it is the musicians who create the music, but in fact it is music who creates the musicians.

What has changed in 40 years? It’s very simple: 40 years ago there was a market economy. Today there is a market society – today everything, including ethics, has a price.

A mistake is always forgivable, rarely excusable and always unacceptable.

Understanding is simple. Knowing is complicated.

I'm not really interested in music. Music is just a means of creating a magical state.

Music so wishes to be heard that it sometimes calls on unlikely characters to give it voice.

We know others to the extent that we know ourselves.

But you make the rest hard too. Make me work for you. Make me earn your love. It's worth whatever price. Whatever cost. Don't let me come to expect easy with you. Make me want to work hard for you.

Sweet dreams, baby, ” he whispered into myhair, his arm giving me a squeeze. “See you onthe other side.”“You too, Captain, ” I whispered...'Lauren and Tate, in Sweet Dreams

Switching off perfection switched on the human quality

Sport...teaches life's lessons. But there's no substitute, in my book, for education, because that gives you choice.

Either you participate in the community like an adult or you leave and do your own thing.

I have, my whole life, been healing the girl inside, the part of me that struggles about being a female in the world. That's why I write about the things I write about.

I love being in therapy. It's just constantly fulfilling for me.

Art is the most benign cultural practice, and yet art has an upper bound of personal revelation that is so far away it is basically a horizon.

I hide my distress, just likethe blessed birds hide themselveswhen they are preparing to die. Wine! Wine, roses, music and yourindifference to my sadness, my loved-one!

All of us, each and every one, lives a life that is, in its own right, an epic.