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Hell, nobody knows where jazz is going to go. There may be a kid right now in Chitlin Switch, Georgia, who is going to come along and upset everybody.

Quincy Jones

You have to know that your real home is within.
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Home Reality Spiritual Yourself
If architecture is frozen music then music must be liquid architecture.
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Architecture Frozen Music
It’s amazing how much trouble you can get in when you don’t have anything else to do.
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Trouble Yourself
My dream is to put together a performance of the evolution of black music with Cirque du Soleil . I would also like to do street opera and children’s books. But even as I work toward these things, I want to simplify my life.
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Book Children Dreams Music Myself Performance Simplicity Togetherness
My earliest memories are being pinned to a fence with a switchblade.
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Early Memories Myself
Music in movies is all about dissonance and consonance, tension and release.
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Movie Music Rhythm
I improvised my life along the way – I just moved step-by-step. And I knew that if I got better, something would happen.
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Better Life Move Myself Way
My grandmother had this high-tech security system – a rusty nail she used to lock the door.
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Door Lock Mom Problem Security System
Every day, my daddy told me the same thing. ‘Once a task is just begun, never leave it till it’s done. Be the labour great or small, do it well or not at all.’
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Beginning Day Father Greatness Myself Small
I don’t remember feeling love.
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Feeling Love Myself Remember
I don’t deserve a Songwriters Hall of Fame Award. But fifteen years ago, I had a brain operation and I didn’t deserve that, either. So I’ll keep it.
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Award Brain Deserve Fame Myself Operation
If I don’t have a mother, I’ll let music be my mother.
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Mom Music Myself
Every country can be defined through their food, their music and their language. That’s the soul of a country.
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Country Food Language Music Soul
When I was about five or seven years old my mother was placed in a mental institution and so we were with our father who worked very hard, and we had to figure a lot of things out.
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Father Hard Work Institution Mental Ourselves
A song should have all the color and beauty of every rose.
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Beautiful Color Rose Song
Let’s not get too full of ourselves. Let’s leave space for God to come into the room.
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God Leaving Ourselves Religious Room Space

Hell, nobody knows where jazz is going to go. There may be a kid right now in Chitlin Switch, Georgia, who is going to come along and upset everybody.

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