The Nature Of My Compulsion Was Such

In Saying My Prayers, I Discovered The Voice Of An Innermost Self, The Raw Nerve Of My Identity.

Classical Virtuosity Is More Than Technique, Line, Proportion, And Balance. It Is As If The Performer And Spectator Come Together To Hold In Their Hands A Bird With A Broken Wing. The Creature Can Be Felt To Stir, To Struggle For Freedom. Its Life Responds To Human Warmth; Its Wing Might Brush Your Check As It Flies Away.

At This Stage Of My Life I Would Rather Try And Have Some Small Impact Within A Company And Suffer Through Those Things Than Make Such A Big Stink That Nobody Can Trust To Work With You. It's Very Important In An Environment Of A Big Institution That People Don't Feel Threatened That You're Going To Expose Them In Any Way.

When You Are On Stage You Are Having An Affair With Three Thousand People.

As Soon As You Become Afraid To Make A Fool Of Yourself, You're In Trouble. I Decided I May As Well Just See If I Can Live With Myself Making Millions Of Mistakes And Learn Something From It.