It always bothers me to see people writing RIP when a person dies. It just feels so insincere and like a cop out. To me, RIP is the microwave dinner of posthumous honours.

Over what guilty spirit to not hear the beating, to not hear the beating, but only tears of perfect moan, only tears of perfect moan.

But I found tai chi when I was studying with Leung Shum, who teaches Eagle Claw and Wu Hao.

I think life is far too short to concentrate on your past. I rather look into the future.

I love Ornette Coleman. I love Don Cherry. I love the way those guys play.

Music is an amazing thing. I don't know if we really think about it the same way we consider a painting an amazing thing. I mean, a painting is, in quotes, imaginary. There is nothing on the canvas when you start; and writing a song, there is nothing there when you start.

What could there be more purely bright in truth's day star?