“Remember this, son, if you forget everything else. A poet is a musician who can't sing. Words have to find a man's mind before they can touch his heart, and some men's minds are woeful small targets. Music touches their hearts directly no matter how small or stubborn the mind of the man who listens.”
“Words have to find a man's mind before they can touch his heart, and some men's minds are woefully small targets.”
“The only thing about a man that is a man . . . is his mind. Everything else you can find in a pig or a horse.”
“No man burdens his mind with small matters unless he has some very good reason for doing so.”
“Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.”
“A poet is a musician who can't sing.”