It is the place of renewal and of safety, where for a little while there will be no harm or attack and, while every sense is nourished, the soul rests.

Wrinkles here and there seem unimportant compared to the Gestalt of the whole person I have become in this past year.

I think that passion if really intense is always destructive if not to the two involved, always to other people.

We are able to laugh when we achieve detachment, if only for a moment.

My musical genius reached its apex thirty years ago when I played the triangle in Haydn's children's symphony, so I could not play unless you needed someone to make one sustained note!

It is good for a professional to be reminded that his professionalism is only a husk, that the real person must remain an amateur, a lover of the work.

Love is our human miracle.