Sometimes you must lose everything to gain it again, and the regaining is the sweeter for the pain of loss.

Unbelievable how silly this Formula 1 is these days, with this stupid overtakes.

Without my morning coffee I'm just like a dried up piece of roast goat.

The aim and final end of all music should be none other than the glory of God and the refreshment of the soul.

I worked hard. Anyone who works as hard as I did can achieve the same results.

Ceaseless work, analysis, reflection, writing much, endless self-correction, that is my secret.

It's easy to play any musical instrument: all you have to do is touch the right key at the right time and the instrument will play itself.

It is the special province of music to move the heart.

I play the notes as they are written, but it is God who makes the music.

Old concept: Love is blind. Marriage is an eye opener. New concept: Love is not blind - it simply enables one to see things others fail to see.

Where there is devotional music, God is always at hand with His gracious presence.

Yes. We will live the rest of our lives in hell. It's not so bad: as long as you're prepared for it, you can live anywhere.

I abhor the supreme folly of those who blame the disciples of nature in defiance of those masters who were themselves her pupils

The independence of the economic sphere was a tenet of faith with Liberalism.

Genius is childhood recalled at will.

A career, like a business, must be budgeted. When it is necessary, the budget can be adjusted to meet changing conditions. A life that hasn't a definite plan is likely to become driftwood.

I don't think making love the new bottom line is naïve; I believe that thinking we can survive the next hundred years doing anything less, is naïve.

Maybe something is wrong with me but I just think I'm normal. I'm not super-skinny but I'm not super-fat. But I don't really care about what other people say.

My loyalty is first and foremost, to the people of Singapore. It has always been so, and will always remain so.

I never meant it," he was saying. "Never meant it to happen. Can't stand it, seeing her suffer. Must do something, do something... What do I do? What can I do...?

I really wanted to be a musician, but it turned out I had no sense of time.