In music the present is extended.

Don't be too dismissive of children. While it's true that few children are artists, all artists are children.

Arguably, no artist grows up: If he sheds the perceptions of childhood, he ceases being an artist.

Divine fires do not blaze each day but an artist functions in their afterglow, hoping for their recurrence.

Inspiration could be called inhaling the memory of an act never experienced.

It's not evil that's ruining the earth, but mediocrity. The crime is not that Nero played while Rome burned, but that he played badly.

Humor is the ability to see three sides to one coin.

If music could be translated into human speech, it would no longer need to exist.

The beautiful are shyer than the ugly, for they move in a world that does not ask for beauty.

The art of translation lies less in knowing the other language than in knowing your own.

Nothing is a waste that makes a memory.

Don’t throw good ideas away until you’ve considered all of your options.

All our good deeds cannot save us.We are saved by grace and faith in Jesus Christ.

But they are many and he is alone.This has not come to pass yet, he thinks, this is not happening. I am not dying. This is my fate, what shall be. This is the future, it has not happened yet.

There is one possession that can never be taken away as long as you will not allow it to be taken, and that is your word.

I never did very well in math - I could never seem to persuade the teacher that I hadn't meant my answers literally.

Audiences and, to a large extent, critics who want less from theater than it is possible for it to give. If everybody's encouraged to want less, you'll end up with less.

The first requisite of a gentleman is to be true, brave and noble, and to be therefore a rebuke and scandal to venal and vulgar souls.

Some people can carry a tune, but they seem to stagger under the load.

The SBUs have spread like kudzu and are choking off everyone's ability to see what the hell's going on in government.

My voice sounded like one of the guinea fowl that screeched in our trees as it pooped, but I never let that stop me.