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

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

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.

Sin may have the power to kill and destroy, but God is the Creator of life. He can create it from nothing, and He can restore it from death.(John 11:25-26)

Each time we love,We turn a nearer and a broader markTo that keen archer, Sorrow, and he strikes.

You cannot ensure the gratitude of others for a favour conferred upon them in the way which is most agreeable to yourself.

All I know is that you can chop up all the onions and the whatevers you want and put it on top of caviar, but you still can't disguise the fact that you're eating fish eggs. Ugh!

Women's virtue is man's greatest invention.

I like the world we've got. If there is anything special and magical, I have to find it in the ordinary stuff.

What's your road, man? - holyboy road, madman road, rainbow road, guppy road, any road. It's an anywhere road for anybody anyhow. Where body how?

Art can make chaos seductive.

What other thing, Eve?" "I love you. Sometimes it makes my stomach hurt, but I kind of like it. Tired now, come to bed. Love you.

The English Patient' is about the coming together of a French-Canadian nurse, an English patient, a Sikh in a turban and me, Caravaggio, and each of us is seeking a resolution to our own problems.