Bill Evans described his tunes as vehicles; they are vehicles for self-expression, or expression of the self.
Fear closes all doors to the true self, that brilliant center where the ecstasy lies.
Music can shoot through the musician like lightening through the sky if that music is unobstructed by thoughts.
It is good to view things as familiar or unfamiliar, rather than as difficult or easy.
Nothing in music is hard, just unfamiliar.
Intellect has to surrender to instinct when it is time to play.