Writing is like jazz. It can be learned, but it can't be taught.

I tried practicing for a few weeks and ended up playing too fast.

The qualities in music which I considered most important - and still do - were beauty, simplicity, originality, discrimination, and sincerity.

Milton, of all people, gave the most perfect definition of the state of mind required to play jazz: ' with wanton heed and giddy cunning.' That's how you play jazz.

I think I had it in the back of my mind that I wanted to sound like a dry martini.

Not for me. If I want to tune everybody out, I just take off my glasses and enjoy the haze.

I would like to thank my father who discouraged me from playing the violin at an early age.

It was never supposed to be a hit. It was supposed to be a Joe Morello drum solo.

I discovered early in life that if you take gym first period, you can go into the wrestling room and sit in the corner and sleep.

I was unfashionable before anyone knew who I was.

Our basic audience begins with creaking elderly types of twenty-three and above.

He who wants a rose must respect her thorn.

Love is divine light.Love is the truth of our soul.Love reveals the richness of our heart.Love is the internalized energy of the universe.Love is the gratitude and beauty of our life.

I started doing pot jokes, and I noticed that audiences invariably love pot jokes. Even people who don't smoke pot think it's a funny subject.

The coming of the printing press must have seemed as if it would turn the world upside down in the way it spread and, above all, democratized knowledge.

To be true to myself, to be the person that was on the inside of me, and not play games. That's what I'm trying to do mostly in the whole world, is not bullshit myself and not bullshit anybody else.

One of the reasons I don't do social media is that I like the feeling that if somebody asks me for a picture on the street, I don't have to say yes.

What's the difference between a pickpocket and a peeping tom? A pickpocket snatches watches.

The dance world is too small in lots of ways - it's too intense, it rattles around itself, and it needs exposing to other ideas.

The outside lights were on, and it was snowing, and it looked like magic. Like we were somewhere else. Like we were someplace better.

I feel thankful to God, first and foremost, allowing me to enjoy this 'smell the roses' kind of thing.