The practice of yoga induces a primary sense of measure and proportion. Reduced to our own body, our first instrument, we learn to play it, drawing from it maximum resonance and harmony.

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

I would hate to think I am not an amature. An amateur is one who loves what he is doing. Very often, I'm afraid, the professional hates what he is doing. So, I'd rather be an amateur.

Life is not a finished product, it is only what we make of it, and if we make nothing of it, someone else will, and we will be his slave.

To play great music, you must keep your eyes on a distant star.

It is a technique ideally suited to prevent physical and mental illness and to protect the body generally, developing an inevitable sense of self-reliance and assurance.

I still look to music to heal and bind; I still think the musician can be a trusted object offering his fellow-man solace but also a reminder of human excellence.