There was no such thing as perfect privacy, life was a perpetual concert-hall recital with a captive audience.

Hahnji, mister, you must be patient. Before you can name that corner, our future must become past.

Everyone underestimates their own life. Funny thing is, in the end, all our stories...they're the same. In fact, no matter where you go in the world, there is only one important story: of youth, loss and yearning for redemption. So we tell the same story, over and over. Only the details are different.

There was no such thing as perfect privacy, life was a perpetual concert-hall recital with a captive audience.

You see, you cannot draw lines and compartments, and refuse to budge beyond them, sometimes you have to use your failures as stepping stones to success

Walk, first, through the fire, then philosophize.

I met my wife when we were both 19 or 20, at a music school where she was taking voice and piano lessons and I was doing classes in music theory and composition.