You Know What I Think? If I

A Man Without Patience Is A Lamp Without Oil.

The Piano Is A Monster That Screams When You Touch Its Teeth.

Lean Your Body Forward Slightly To Support The Guitar Against Your Chest, For The Poetry Of The Music Should Resound In Your Heart.

The Advice I Am Giving Always To All My Students Is Above All To Study The Music Profoundly... Music Is Like The Ocean, And The Instruments Are Little Or Bigger Islands, Very Beautiful For The Flowers And Trees.

I Belong To The Scarce Minority Of Artists Who Work In Good Faith, Around Whom The Phenomenal World Vanishes, As It Happens To The Mystics When They Give Themselves To Prayer.