I Took A Fresh Pack Of Luckies,

I Guess Some People In Classical Music Can Keep Going Until They Kick (die) And The (rolling) Stones Are Definitely Pushing The Envelope But I Wonder If Here's A Time When You Have To Face Whether You Are As Good As You Used To Be.

Out Of Respect For The Things That I Was Never Destined To Do, I Have Learned That My Strengths Are A Result Of My Weaknesses, My Success Is Due To My Failures, And My Style Is Directly Related To My Limitations.

More Than Art, More Than Literature, Music Is Universally Accessible.

We All Have A Face That We Hide Away Forever, And We Take Them Out And Show Ourselves When Everyone Has Gone.

Honesty Is Such A Lonely Word. Everyone Is So Untrue.