I don't want to portray myself as a daredevil. I'm not at all.

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.

There are some great teachers who have had great students, but they themselves can't play a note. I don't understand it, because the most I learned from my teacher was just hearing him play.

I hope I will always have the chance to play the violin.

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 love the outdoor festival feeling.

You don't have to have lots of love affairs to know what love is.