I remember watching the mascara tears flood the ivories and I thought, "It's OK to be sad." I've been trained to love my darkness.

Instead of cursing the darkness, light a candle for where we're going. There's something ahead worth fighting for.

I feel quite sad for the young musicians coming up because they may never get to pay their rent properly. It doesn't matter what the genre; nowadays, it's so much harder than it ever was.

Darkness had fallen upon everything for him; but just because of this darkness he felt that the one guiding clue in the darkness was his work, and he clutched it and clung to it with all his strength.

Life and love go on, let the music play.

Fight and push harder for what you believe in, you'd be surprised, you are much stronger than you think.