There are some days I take my violin out and it feels dreadful, like nothing is responding, and I want to sell it and get rid of it. And the next day suddenly the skies open up and the sound is glorious again. So it's like a relationship: There are good days and bad days.

I want to do everything. That's my problem.

So much of performing is a mind game.

When you play a violin piece, you are a storyteller, and you're telling a story.

When you play for ticket-holders, you are already validated. I have no sense that I need to be accepted. I'm already accepted.

I write arrangements. Im sort of a wannabe composer.

Actors want to do Shakespeare again and again, or want to do Hamlet. When you hear one guy do Hamlet and another guy do it, it's going to be a whole different experience.