To me the drawn language is a very revealing language: one can see in a few lines whether a man is really an architect.
My logic's been drowned in a sea of emotion.
I don't understand American football at all. It looks like all-in wrestling with crash helmets.
Takes more than combat boots to make a man.
I think the labyrinth is an interesting metaphor for our lives as musicians. We're always being drawn toward the center of it because that's where the mystery is. What is music? It's a journey.
Security in human systems we're told will always, always last. Emotions are the sail, and blind faith is the mast. Without the breath of real freedom we're getting nowhere fast.
I'm very much afraid of being mad - that's my one fear.
The Wisconsin senator gets up and says out loud what half of the country is thinking and talks about every day. This President broke the law and lied about it; he trashed the Constitution and hides himself in the flag.
But when we are following the light, even its extinction is a guide.
What I do has to be a function of what I can do, not a function of what people ask me to do.
As I say, I have never in all these years thought of the matter in quite this way; but then it is perhaps in the nature of coming away on a trip such as this that one is prompted towards such surprising new perspectives on topics one imagined one had long ago thought throughly.