If ya ain't got it in ya, ya can't blow it out.

The memory of things gone is important to a jazz musician. Things like old folks singing in the moonlight in the back yard on a hot night or something said long ago.

The best I can do is stay happy.

If ya ain't got it in ya, ya can't blow it out.

You got to love to be able to play

A lotta cats copy the Mona Lisa, but people still line up to see the original.

I'm a spade, you're an ofay. Let's play.