The dialogue between what's going on in the world and what's going on internally seems to be a natural thing - well, it's natural to me, anyway, to have these thoughts.

Take two bodies and you twirl them into one, their hearts and their bones, and they won't come undone.

I want to rid my heart of envy, and cleanse my soul of rage before I'm through.

I question what emotion Manilow touches. People are entertained by him. But are they emotionally moved? I don't believe anything that Barry Manilow sings.

Improvisation is too good to leave to chance.

Lord, I am a surgeon and music is my knife. It cuts away my sorrow and purifies my life.

We've survived by believing our life is going to get better.