I was married at 16, a father at 17 and divorced at 18.

When it becomes clear that no one else shares your level of passion, you are where you belong.

To stay at my best, I have to stop talking during the preceding day.

Honestly, if the public still wants to hear me in some works, I have to go down a half step.

Sometimes pianists try to sound like singers: me personally, I try to sound like a Bösendorfer.

What is sad is not to be able to do today what you have done in your youth. But what is good is to remember that - when you were able - you did it to the best of your ability.

I then realized that I could never be satisfied again with the mere natural charm of my voice, that I had to constantly paint when singing, melting all the colors, expressing reds and blacks that had to be less primary but bursting with subtly colored combinations.