I Never Thought Jazz Was Meant To

Monk Was A Gentle Person, Gentle And Beautiful, But He Was Strong As An Ox. And If I Had Ever Said Something About Punching Monk Out In Front Of His Face - And I Never Did - Then Somebody Should Have Just Come And Got Me And Taken Me To The Madhouse, Because Monk Could Have Just Picked My Little Ass Up And Thrown Me Through A Wall.

They [police] Do Me Like That All The Time! "what You Work For?".

[prince] Could Very Well Be The Duke Ellington Of Rock 'n' Roll.

You Can Tell Whether A Person Plays Well Or Not By The Way He Carries The Instrument, Whether It Means Something To Him Or Not.

If You Don't Know What To Play, Play Nothing.