I think it's important to just be in your subconscious mind - at least when you're starting an idea.

The hands find a way to do what the heart wants to say

If you lack technique you lose the freedom to create.

I didn't study music. I literally lived it.

With the guitar I've suffered a great deal, but when I've had a good time, the suffering seemed worthwhile.

I believe that people have to be sensitized more about the many jobs an individual can branch out to after studying an art form.

You may be surprised to know that growing up, I wanted to be a writer of children's books.

What I love about African-African music is how unselfconscious it is in so many ways.

In general, even if I'm dealing with a historical subject, I begin with invention rather than investigation, because I need to understand what is going to be the voice or the tone of the story.

I have noticed that these days, people don't want to take their time to succeed.

As a visual arts teacher, I have to keep my mind open. I have explores styles from pointillism to cubism.

She looks so broken, I don't want to hurt her more.

Everybody in the world wants to be understood and to have others appreciate them.Being different is scary. Solitude is pain and loneliness.

Not where he eats, but where he is eaten’?” He laughed again. “Racine has his moments, sure, but you can’t beat Shakespeare for the really grisly stuff.

God works all things together for your good. If the waves roll against you, it only speeds your ship towards the port

Setbacks are what build character. They are what separate the lucky from the truly successful.

Every damn President since I can remember has been so in love with foreign policy that they're just like a schoolboy with a new girl.

Would you dance, if I asked you to dance? Would you run, and never look back? Would you cry, if you saw me crying? And would you save my soul tonight?

I don't see the logic of rejecting data just because they seem incredible ... the establishment defends itself by complicating everything to the point of incomprehensibility.

I thought again how odd it was to be on formal terms with someone you had once permitted to lick your ears.

Valhalla on the right. Paradise regained on the left. Stuck between a Godiva truffle and a chocolate eclair. Between a rock and a very hard place. Two very hard places from the looks of it.