Like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning On an ever-spinning reel As the images unwind Like the circles that you find In the windmills of your mind.

"The more I live, the more I learn The more I learn, the more I realize, the less I know"

I insist on a Steinway for my recordings, my concerts and my home. It is the only piano I want to hear my music played on.

So I write melodies - thirty, forty, fifty - then I cast them off until I have just two or three. If only one is needed, I go see the director and ask him to decide.

Here is how I work: when I think that a film needs to have a principal theme, I search for a melody.

I would listen to something on the radio and try to tap out the melody, then the harmonies.

To play piano is a significant part of my life, my existence. It fulfills a very physical & spiritual need for me.

I have a very strange melodic gift: melodies come to me effortlessly.

The more I live, the more I learn. The more I learn, the more I realize, the less I know.

There is more treasure in people than in all the gold and mineral mines of the world.

Before garden, vine or grape was in the world, " writes one, "our soul was drunken with immortal wine.

In the writers mind, even a backstory has a backstory.

The reader need not be told that John Bull never leaves home without encumbering himself with the greatest possible load of luggage. Our companions were no exception to the rule.

I had a nice read on the putt and I said to myself, 'This is for you, Jesus, ' and knocked it in.

The red directors were one of the main political forces. Another force was the former Soviet ministers who lost everything because of the transformation of the Soviet Union to Russia.

How is it that a person could be so relieved and so disappointed, both at the same time.

I'm always trying to get my mind at peace. I know I hit my best when everything is chill.

You don't get lucky. You create lucky.

Empires dissolve and peoples disappear, song passes not away.