But such is the irresistable nature of truth that all it asks and all it wants is the liberty of appearing.

It appears to be a law that you cannot have a deep sympathy with both man and nature.

Having contemplated this admirable grove I proceeded towards the shrubberies on the banks of the river and though it was now late in December the aromatic groves appeared in full bloom.

The sun the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago... had they happened to be within the reach of predatory human hands.

My life so common it disappears and sometimes even music cannot substitute for tears.

Though everything else may appear shallow and repulsive even the smallest task in music is so absorbing and carries us so far away from town country earth and all worldly things that it is truly a blessed gift of God.

I'm quite private. And I never wanted to be the biggest star in the world really. So in that sense I've got a good balance of doing great shows of making an appearance every now and then and writing music and I don't really have to do much else.

Once music ceases to be ephemeral - always disappearing - and becomes instead material... it leaves the condition of traditional music and enters the condition of painting. It becomes a painting existing as material in space not immaterial in time.

I'm a person who likes these sort of movies... sad but moving 'art movies' that normally are at a festival and then they go to a small art house theater and disappear.

People say you never remember anybody who dies in movies and it's true you don't. You don't even remember people who disappear.