Music is, for me, like a beautiful mosaic which God has put together. He takes all the pieces in his hand, throws them into the world, and we have to recreate the picture from the pieces.

For me, music begins where words end.

For an instant God opens his door and His orchestra plays the Fifth Symphony.

Millions of years ago, in my previous incarnations, I must have been related to swans... because I can still feel that affinity.

Music is, for me, like a beautiful mosaic which God has put together. He takes all the pieces in his hand, throws them into the world, and we have to recreate the picture from the pieces.

Music begins where the possibilities of language end.

All the doctors who wanted to forbid me to smoke and to drink are dead.