For many people, music is here to let them forget the daily chores of life.
So I observe life a little bit, rather than participating in it.
People ask how far I've gone in life. About 20 miles.
When you love somebody and they die young and you are young, too, it is very hard.
Even when you are not playing you are holding me back.
I don't mean to make you nervous, but unfortunately I have to.
I ran five miles today. Then, finally, I said, 'Here, lady... take your purse.'
I have a list a mile long of faults that sometimes bring me to my knees in self-hatred.
1972 was a year of many pleasant and rewarding experiences for me:
The path to heaven runs through miles of clouded hell.
This has been my vocation to make music of what remains.
For 6 days a week I aim to get in between 18-23 miles.
...how absurd human beings are and how magnificent.
I grew up in Kilmichael, Mississippi. It's a dot on the map 100 miles north of Jackson.
The Zambesi is a big river; there's no crocodiles on 4 Mile Run.
New York for a long time was a kind of conductor's graveyard.
Most Arab Israelis speak Hebrew, but not the other way around. It's about time that changed.
John Coffey: You can't hide what's in your heart
Harry Terwilliger: [to Paul] Percy met your mouse.
Jack: [Miles walks in on Jack and Stephanie having sex] Not now! Not now!
Because I don't believe music can be free unless it has something to be free from.
