“I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.”
“If you are going to go through hell...I suggest you come back learning something.”
“Hell, I suppose if you stick around long enough they have to say something nice about you.”
“I hadn’t realized that music could unlock things in you, could transport you to somewhere even the composer hadn’t predicted. It left an imprint in the air around you, as if you carried its remnants with you when you went.”
“I made up my mind that I'd get out of that place and I did...I learned that if you want to get somewhere, you just make up your mind and work like hell til you get there. If you want to go somewhere in life, you just have to work till you make it.”
“If you're going to go through hell...I suggest you come back learning something.”