Capitalism, Communism ... It's All Garbage.

You Know Creators, Composers, Need A Palette For Life, A Color For Life.

There Is Too Much Emphasis On Technical Perfection Nowadays, And Not Enough On What Music Is Actually About - Irony, Joy, Human Suffering, Love.

When I Started Learning The Cello, I Fell In Love With The Instrument Because It Seemed Like A Voice - My Voice.

All My Life I Wanted To Play Music With Love To Every Member Of The Audience.

The Artist Must Forget The Audience, Forget The Critics, Forget The Technique, Forget Everything But Love For The Music. Then, The Music Speaks Through The Performance, And The Performer And The Listener Will Walk Together With The Soul Of The Composer, And With God.