Do We Dare Be Ourselves? That Is

Music Must Serve A Purpose; It Must Be A Part Of Something Larger Than Itself, A Part Of Humanity.

Of Course, I Continue To Play And To Practice. I Think I Would Do So If I Lived For Another Hundred Years.

It Takes Courage For People To Listen To Their Own Goodness And Act On It.

I Was At Mount Tamalpais Near San Francisco Hiking When A Boulder Came Hurling Down The Mountainside And Smashed My Left Hand. When I Looked At My Mangled Bloody Fingers, I Had A Strange Reaction. 'thank God I Will Never Have To Play Again,' I Said. The Fact Is That Dedication To One's Art Does Involve A Sort Of Enslavement.

We Are Not Free To Walk On Our Neighbor's Toes.