“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.

Otherwise they’re not going to feel great when they’re up there miming it.

You feel that you can hit any pitch.

All I have to do to make me feel like a new and younger man is to order three new suits of clothes.

I feel it is my duty to plod on, while daylight shall last.

I realise I’m still a child, though I do feel older.

We feel that we are highly blessed.

We often try to quantify it with how much we feel seen and heard.

She’s been doing Trip to Bountiful for four months, and it still feels real.