Improvisation is the courage to move from one note to the next.

The true musician is to bring light into people's hearts.

In every life we have some trouble, but when you worry you make it double. Don't worry. Be happy.

Here's a little song I wrote. You might want to sing it note for note. Don't worry, be happy.

Sometimes mistakes are the best thing that can happen, because they might lift you...out of your complacency, and open your mind up to a whole other area that you wouldn't have gone to intentionally.

To me, it's our job as artists. You must bring joy.

When you worry your face will frown, that will bring everybody down, so don't worry BE HAPPY!:)

Music is so powerful, it needs to be used for some kind of redeeming work. To lift peoples spirits, to lift their souls.

Music is still part of my spiritual life. Sometimes I sing my prayers. When I get audiences singing, I hope I'm helping them feel connected to something beyond themselves.

Part of our responsibility as parents, as adults, is to set examples for children. But we have to like children in order to be really happy fulfilled adults

The audience is like my instrument. It's not just me up there, it's collaborative.

With a burning ambition, sustained focus, and daily action - there simply are no limits to what you will achieve.

No time is more precious and well rewarded than those few moments you spend reading a story to a child

I save my dreams and hopes for my kids. When I'm making a wish under a bridge or tunnel, it's always for them.

You don't need absolute knowledge to have reliable knowledge

Fashion Week is so important for designers.

each new poem is partly propelled by the formal energies of all the poems that have preceded it in the history of literature.

Defining the terms of the debate generally dictates who's gonna' win it.

The material dictates the approach. I tell the stories in the way that feels natural to tell them. Certainly the last thing I want is to be "difficult."

To walk abroad is, not with eyes, But thoughts, the fields to see and prize; Else may the silent feet, Like logs of wood, Move up and down, and see no good, Nor Jor nor glory meet.

When the snake decided to go straight, he didn't get anywhere.