“It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along the road.”

“Like a long-legged fly upon the stream
His mind moves upon silence.”

“I always went my own road and on my own legs where I had a mind to go”

“Surround yourself with positivity = Stop spending time with people who make you unhappy. Hit the road and move on!”

“Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo”

“Dicko: There was something missing from that performance. It was the tick tick tick of your mind working. That was the first time we saw you sing without thinking about what you're doing. Now the trick is to follow along on that road. Simple melody sung beautifully - well done.”

“I was working on a title called, “Untitled Solo,” and I had made—using the chance operations—a series of movements written on scraps of paper for the legs and the arms, the head, all different. And it was done not to the music but with the music of Christian Wolff.”

“Okay. Now you have to move your arms and legs.”
“I know how to make a snow angel.”
“Then do it! Otherwise, you’re more like a chalk outline at a police crime scene.”

“What matters in poetry is form, how words work together, the sounds and silences their combinations make. The ordered effects they produce on the attentive hearer.”

“There are only two mistakes one can make along the road to truth; not going all the way, and not starting.”