We are full of rhythms . . . our pulse, our gestures, our digestive tracts, the lunar and seasonal cycles.

Searching and the route we take are more important than making a find.

We are living in a world where the individual must learn to command the raw materials of expression. He must not be dependent all the time on the ready-made, the finished product. It's the transferring, the changing of the raw into what is the expression of your own self – the whole joy and satisfaction and frustration of life is built into this.

I can only think of music as something inherent in every human being - a birthright. Music coordinates mind, body and spirit.

The violinist is that peculiarly human phenomenon distilled to a rare potency---half tiger,half poet.

Improvisation is not the expression of accident but rather of the accumulated yearnings, dreams and wisdom of our very soul.

There are no rules in the service of God, and this itself is no rule.