“I really believe in the power of music.”

Is it an original idea? Or is it something where you’re literally a creative collagist? You’re taking pieces of the world that you see around you and that are inside of you and put them together in a way that you see fit.

I’ve noticed that the more I open up, the more I learn.

Outside your door, the world is waiting. Inside your heart, a voice is calling. The four corners of the world are watching. So travel, daughter, travel. Go get it, girl.

I’m, I guess you could say, the Chinese-speaking, banjo-picking girl.

I believe in the old, because it shows us where we come from – where our souls have risen from. And I believe in the new, because it gives us the opportunity to create who we are becoming.

U.S.-China relations doesn’t need another lawyer.

Hogslop is the real deal groovilicious honkin old-time string band. Guaranteed old-time awesomeness with these fellas around!

I would still describe China as a vast, invigorating puzzle that will never make sense to my western upbringing.

I tried to play flute because all the pretty girls played flute.

For most Americans, my Chinese music feels like a novelty and it’s not what it is for me.

I reside in a new colony for the Chinese-singing banjo player, with a population of one. At least I have something I have to do with my life.

When I look into a river, I feel I could spend a whole lifetime just painting that river.

Then he said in his most excellent Mick impression, “Your powers are useless against Ninja Lords, O great zombie hunter! Surrender or feel the sting of the shuriken!

The gut-feel of the 55-year old trader is more important than the mathematical elegance of the 25-year old genius.

If you’re crazy, there’s two things you can do to make yourself feel better: One is to get yourself cured. The other is to make everyone you have to deal with crazy.

You can feel it coming and you can see where it is going to take you but you are powerless, utterly powerless to stop it. I know now.

Besides… next to giving pain my favourite sport’s to feel it.

It hurts! It throbs with pain, the like of which I never felt the half! Mortal flesh would scream again . . . yet demon spirit bids to laugh

I feel like everyone who goes to The University of Texas is blessed and lucky to be there because they’re getting a chance to be as good as they can be.