“Where’s jazz going? I don’t know. Maybe it’s going to hell. You can’t make anything go anywhere. It just happens.”
“You've been making the wrong mistakes.”
“I’m famous. Ain’t that a bitch?”
“The piano ain't got no wrong notes.”
“Writing about music is like dancing about architecture.”
“A genius is the one most like himself.”
“We’re a lot alike that way. You know I never back down from a challenge.” He reached over, brushed my hair back, and tucked it behind my ear. “Not the safest way to go through life.” “Maybe not. But it’s my way.”