I no longer wanted to satisfy myself. I really want to connect with the world and make my music mean something to people.

My one thing is I continue to be interested and want to be a student. I don't want to be a master. When I'm learning something, I'm in my element.

I searched through rebellion, drugs, diet, mysticism, religion, intellectualism and much more, only to begin to find that truth is basically simple and feels good, clear and right.

You've got to create the space, then fill it.

Without a doubt, my richest relationships are my long-term friendships with musical partners, because we make music together. That's what we love to do with our lives.

Only a spiritual being has awareness.

I got a chance to listen to and watch Thelonious Monk and his quartet play two shows a night, for six weeks. It was a great education. There was my university, man.

It's one thing to just play a tune, or play a program of music, but it's another thing to practically create a new language of music, which is what 'Kind of Blue' did.

I decided that I didn't want to spend my time in a liberal arts college.

I've noticed that the more adventurous and in that mode that I am, it seems that the more the audience really likes it.

My wife, Gayle, is a wonderful musician and singer. We share music, so it's a deep bond.

Polish you potentials so as to shine your credentials

We accept the cures, with the promise of future struggles, in defiance of death.

The passage is through, not over, not by, not around but through.

But where do they find these lines in nature? I can only see luminous or obscure masses, planes that advance or planes that recede, reliefs or background. My eye never catches lines or details.

It's more likely I'll dye my hair green, get a bunch of tattoos and go on tour with Amy Winehouse.

...New Beginning to the same old story

The ultimate test of your greatness is the way you treat every human being.

For the rest of my life I would always be thinking about her. She would always be my biggest what if. -Perseus Jackson

A coxcomb is four-fifths affectation and one-fifth vanity.

Death is woven in with the violets,” said Louis. “Death and again death.”)