That's God's piano. Land is a ship too big for me. It’s a woman too beautiful. It’s a voyage too long, perfume too strong. It’s music I don’t know how to make.
Take a piano. The keys begin, the keys end. You know there are eightyeight of them, nobody can tell you any different. They are not infinite. You are infinite. And on these keys the music that you can make is infinite. I like that. That I can live by.