Food Makes My Mind Sluggish.

Play What You Know And Then Play Above That

I've Come Close To Matching The Feeling Of That Night In 1944 In Music, When I First Heard Diz And Bird, But I've Never Got There. . . . I'm Always Looking For It, Listening And Feeling For It, Though, Trying To Always Feel It In And Through The Music I Play Everyday.

I Think Every Negro Over Fifty Should Get A Medal For Putting Up With All That Crap.

You Ever Hear Buddy Miles Play The Drums? You Know, He Doesn't Vary The Tempo At All.

If You Make A Suggestion And [musicians] Don't Know What You Mean, You Have To Be Able To Do It Yourself. I Often Sit Down On Drums And Show 'em Just Exactly What I Want. And I Do It And Then Say, "how Do You Do That?" It's Because I Know How It Looks, I Know What I Want To Hear, And I Don't Drop Or Rush Any Tempo. It Ain't In My Body, It Ain't In My Nephew's Body.