The advice is, go slow and take your time with it. That works to my benefit.

Music is generally important to blind people, and most of the blind people that I have come into contact, through my parents, music is very special to them.

The first time I ever found Paste I thought somebody just might have finally made a magazine using only the contents of my brain. I read it cover to cover every single month.

The old adage, that "music is a universal language", is really true.

If I am feeling musical and I pick up the guitar, usually something will eventually come out and I'll see where it goes.

I'm not Metallica, you can tell that I'm really not that angry in most of my songs.

That old adage, that "music is a universal language", is really true. Even if all of the lyrics are understood, they seem to connect with it really well and in some ways, more so.

Therapy really did prepare me to become an empathic songwriter. As far as advice goes, it's a matter of self understanding first.

I am definitely not listening to anything remotely close to my music, at least not on a nice day.

If it is a good song, it is a good song. The Beatles were pop, the beach boys were pop and it's the best music of all time.

Why you? Why us for that matter? Why anything? Because the moment simply is.

Leadership is the key to 99 percent of all successful efforts.

You mustn't smile when you lose. You have to be sad like other people. You have to win every game.

I think you should be prepared for a green-screen CGI at all times.

She used to say 'You can be whoever you want, even yourself'.... Yeah, I show up knowin exactly who I was and never leave as myself

I'm not sure if it's good to have freedom or not. I'm really confused now.

Wit is a dangerous weapon, even to the possessor, if he knows not how to use it discreetly.

The only difference between me and those other great Yankees is my skin color.

The Australian tour was good for us; it was ideal preparation for us.

Love does nothing but make you weak! It turns you into an object of pity and derision-a mewling pathetic creature no more fit to live than a worm squirming on the pavement after a hard summer rain.